Mistytail
Mistytail shrugged. "My day certainly hasn't been bad. Nothing has happened that's made it good either though."
Horse00636 wrote:" Oh, he's not the easiest..." She muttered. Snowpelt looked up. " Is there any toms you like, Hazelfoot?"


She watched him leave after he had drawn her attention for saying that he owed her. She snorted, she would rather just to be thanked. She sat on her haunched and licked a light pink paw pad, swipping it past her ears to clean the areas she had failed in attemt to reach in the river.
Falling face forward into the brambles, Iceheart sighed a sigh of both completion and boredom. Her tail flicked, rather annoyed with the simple thought of not a kit on the camp's sacred grounds. The fur on her back began to rise and her pink paws began to itch with a simple thought. Her ears swiveled back as she remembered Darkheart's exact words, "I don't think our leader is capable of forcing cats to mate. I could see cats volunteering to breed-". She lifted her lightly darker gray head from the brambles and becan to focus on finding her leader. From that moment on she knew that she must be loyal to her clan, not to herself, and that meant to volunteer to have kits with another Medowclan tom.
















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