by Meadowshade » Tue Jun 04, 2013 7:52 am
Yarrow
“Now Darkstripe,' Graypaw hissed to Firepaw under his breath, 'is neither young, nor pretty.”
“Welcome to our camp!" Blackstar called, beckoning them with his tail. "Rest here and take your pick of the fresh-kill pile."
"Who are you and what have you done with Blackstar?" Lionblaze muttered.”
“I've got my warrior name, too!"
Crookedjaw?"
How did you guess?" A purr rumbled in his throat.
Beacuse your tail's still straight.”
