"It's my moss," the runt returned to her brother, looking down at the torn-up piece fondly. "I like it."
Puddlekit seemed sort of put down by her idea being easily overlooked, but she perked back up soon.
Out of camp…what will Hazeflight say?
But Wolfkit's determined stance and confident nature let the smaller kit waver—and when she mentioned their father, she completely fell down the ravine. "Yeah! Let's!" she yelped, popping up onto her paws. "Wonder what 'is name is?"
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❝do not go gentle into that goodnight; rage, rage, against the dying of the light.❞
dylan thomas
owltalon // mosspaw // puddlepaw
skyclan newly appointed warrior - riverclan apprentice - shadowclan medicine apprentice