by Safier » Wed Feb 23, 2011 11:25 am
Cloverpelt yawned and stretched, it had been an interesting night. She quietly crept out of the den careful not to disturb any warriors and entered the clearing. She extended her claws stretching downwards her pink mouth opening in an enormous yawn and her tail swishing the kinks out of itself. Cloverpelt, padded over to a greener area and rolled in the grass and clover there wriggling in delight. ((her namesake)) She stood up shaking her wet, matted, and now cool fur, and gave herself a quick washing her ears flicking to the morning sounds of trilling birds and rustling leaves.
Permanent Hiatus
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