Look Here, You Little Fuzz <3 (Closed)

Coyotegrin weaved her way through the crowd with her gaze scanning constantly. She was looking for a particular tom, one that she had put under her wing (well, Sleepypaw's) since the incident with Nightstar and the food. That kit would be for a rude awakening in leaf bare if he cared about food that much. That greediness would not be tolerated by her, nor did she believe for Shrikestar. However, she did still have a motherly love for the tom and after speaking to Shrikestar, she wanted to officially ask him to be their adopted son. Finally, the fuzzy puffball of the apprentice came into sight. ]"Ahh! Fuzzpaw! There you are. Come here one second!" She called out, picking up her pace.

Having been munching of the leg of a rabbit near the freshkill pile, his usual spot, Fuzzpaw's small ears perked when some-cat called him. Coyotegrin... she had been there when he'd gotten in trouble that little while ago... what could she possibly want again? Well, whatever it was, she could come over to him if it was so important.

Looking back down to his meal, he leaned down and took another bite, his small needle-like claws digging into the fluffy fur. 'Wonder how fast these things run... not fast enough, apparently,' he inquired silently as he continued eating.