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Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 22, 2019 17:29:34 GMT -5
@sinful
It was officially summer, the air here was humid with fragments of melted snow. Truly, Funk had no reason to come back here. He always got chased off, last time by an especially grumpy tom. There were no easily accessible herbs to steal. And no one was willing to hear him out. Still, here he was, laying in a tree near the Winterclan border. It was a slow day, or they were sitting in the snow waiting for him to cross the border officially like last time. He stood up and stretched, melting slush falling onto the ground. A warm breeze blew over him, knocking the small flecks of snow out of his auburn pelt. Going from one tree to the next, small chunks of snow falling to the ground in his wake. He'd get detected and kicked out, but he should at least get something for the road before then.
