... I'm Lost For Words, I Cannot
Believe How Much I Love Her.
FormName; Berry
Formal ("Real") Name; Small Berry That Grows In Moonlight
Pronouns; She/Her
Gender; Female
Storage;
Tribe Of Red BerriesPaws Padded On The Parched Grass As The Bengal She-Cat Strided Confidently Across The Moor, Glanceing Nervously At The Open Sky Every Few Minutes. Her Haste Was Apparent As The Sun Beat Down, She Needed Shade And Needed It Quickly. The Sweet Scent Of Fruit Hung In The Air As She Ran Past Row Opon Row Of Angular Red Berries.
Suddenly, She Stopped In Her Tracks. Having Wandered To The Edge Of The Strawberry Farm, The Bengal Stared At A Tangled Mass Of Thorns And Leaves Encasing A Large Clearing. The Berries Looked Ripe And Juicy, Much Bigger Than The Ones Before, And She Managed To Walk Through The Only Gap Easily. As She Shook Her Fur Out, She Began Noticing The Clearing. Abandoned Fox Holes And Small Thickets Lined The Walls Of The Camp, And An Old, Twisting Tree Overhead Posed As A Vantage Point. The Cat Slid Down Into A Cave Under The Trunk, Roots Lined The Walls Along With Quartz And She Curled Up In A Crate Along The Back Wall, Slowly Drifting Off To Sleep.
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