- "Ever since I was a kit and my brother told me about it. We always went out every night and catch stars and it was pretty fun." Graywhisker replied with a small sigh. He didn't like to talk about his brother much who had died of scorpions.
*AndeanCatBug* wrote:Crowpaw shrugged as she placed the mouse in the hole. "Alright," she meowed. She sat up, covering the hole, and turned her bright blue eyes to him. "Now what do we do?"
dinolil1 wrote:Larkpelt- none- 17 moons- Cactusfoot and Jackalhowl-
The young cat listened quietly to the others. Flicking his tail, larkpelt flicked an ear. '' Im worried. The preypile is low, water may run out and there have been a lot of rouges recently. and the heat of the day and cold of the night doesn't help'' larkpelt shifted his paws. Gazing around his dusty home, Larkpelt sighed once more. '' That means eventually we'll all be gone.''
Broken ♥️beat wrote:Broken ♥️beat wrote:Cougar)
He shrugged. He had always been alone until by chance he met up with Summer.
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