by limerence! » Thu Mar 17, 2016 11:54 pm
Ash crept form Midnight and Burntkit, then stalked towards the clan camp, hidden by the shadows. He climbed a tree, and waited, looking down at the sleeping cats. He didn't want to attack, and he didn't mean any harm. He just admired there ways.
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in the age of information, ignorance is a choice.
black lives are needed.
black lives are beautiful.
black lives are everything.
matter is just an understatement.
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