- [warrior] - [tags; Birch] - [love interest; open] -
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- She cocked her head upwards, though still keeping the new cat in her line of sight, and stared at the birch tree. She was confused for a moment, standing with her jaw parted. What was the cat trying to tell her. She could feel a slight annoyance prickling at her fur; if this was some game he was playing, she didn't have the time for it. She knew that she had little time to return with the intruder before her absence would become suspicious. Whitewater was about to comment on this before the realization dawned on her.

