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There she sat poised and ready to strike at the first tom that decided to take a chance in talking her up, completely at the end of her rope. The constant flocking of testosterone filled her with bitterness and contempt. What was a tom, really, aside from baby making? Her own thoughts caused her to scoff and her eyes went to slits as she surveyed the camp. One wrong step and off her rocker she would go.
Post by complacentdevil on May 9, 2022 0:24:51 GMT -5
Fallingpaw found himself wandering the camp. It had been quiet around the camp lately. Chaostheory seemed to be missing in action, or at least missing from the den. The apprentice wondered where his mentor might have gone. But his absence drove the dusky tom into solitude, forcing him to stay put in camp in case of any medical emergencies. He sighed as he looked towards the freshkill pile, but his stomach was full. He walked back in forth in front of the medicine den, and a figure caught his eye. He paid it no real attention though, nodding a quiet sign of acknowledgement towards his clan mate before sitting down in a corner of the cave mouth.
