Friendly Chatter (closed)

Duskpaw was bored. She needed some cat to hang out with. Anyone would do, WindClan was pretty great in general as far as she was concerned. The frail she-cat spotted a senior warrior she’d heard of a fair bit sitting across the camp and padded over.

“Afternoon, ma’am,” she purred in greeting. “I was just wondering something. I’ve heard about you and some others working on the tunnels. It sounds really exciting! What’s it like?”