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Post by ComplacentDevil on Jan 9, 2019 21:32:53 GMT -5
The shady tom stalked around camp. He shivered. He was glad it was getting warmer, he could see the days getting longer and the nights shorter, but it still wasnt quite the drastic change he had hoped for. Wraiths nose crinkled, the scarred skin folding as he shook out his pelt. It smelled cold, of coming snow. He sighed, wishing that in harsh leaf bares like these that his clan took after its name.
Reedleaf shivered slightly as she exited the warrior's den and the cold air hit her full on after the relative warmth of the shared den. "StarClan it's cold." she muttered under her breath before looking around the camp, noticing the scent in the air that heralded coming snow.
Post by ComplacentDevil on Jan 17, 2019 18:33:50 GMT -5
"No kidding," he snorted, looking towards the she-cat, "Makes me wanna crawl back into my nest, but I'm afraid of getting my fur chewed off for not doing something practical." He mewed, a smirk coming across his muzzle. He had started getting comfortable in Summerclan, especially from where he started, where he was exceptionally standoffish and quiet.
