Post by Dofferz! on Dec 2, 2017 20:14:06 GMT
Swallowsong sniffed, troding across the Mistclan clearing. Surely she had nothing to be truly doing right now, so she merely made her way over to the fresh kill pile to pick out the limp for of a mangled bird. Nursery nursery.. blah blah blah, she had to get out of there else she would claw her own ears off. It was a miracle that Nightfur and her remaining kit would be out of the nursery soon now that she was a right age to be apprenticed. With a flick of her ear, Swallowsing settled down with her prey, gnawing haphazardly on a wing as she focused her attention to nowhere in particular.
//really carpy.. had no idea what exactly to write here ;;
Mama
//really carpy.. had no idea what exactly to write here ;;
Mama
