by ThaliaGrace » Fri Jan 08, 2016 12:42 pm
Finchfeather yawned, stretching his stiff limbs after waking from his deep slumber. His ears pricked, he listened to the commotion in the clearing. He stood padding out in aching paws. "Hood morning, Moonstar," He said, dipping his head politely to his leader. He spotted the bundle of fur in her jaw. "What is this?" He asked, curious. It was obviously a kit, but Finchfeather didn't know where it came from.
"I don't know," she said,"I found her outside near the big tree. I should bring her to (medicine cat's name) to make sure she is ok.
(Need medicine cat soon!!!!!)
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"Imagination is the only weapon in
the war against reality"
Queer
She/her/hers
American
"Or perhaps in Slytherin; You'll make your real friends; These cunning folks use any means; To achieve their ends."
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