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Post by strawberrycupid on Mar 17, 2020 23:06:30 GMT -5
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The messiest jobs always required the most care. That's what Abaddon always thought, and the black and white she-cat never minded getting her paws dirty. It was why she chose to leave early from camp and come to the altar, carrying a large wad of moss. Last night was festive with a sacrifice, now the Moonclan following had left it chattering about this and that. But the stone would sticky with blood and attract large predators to it. That thought was what led her paws as she quietly rubbed the altar down with the moss. It was quickly stained red, as were her white paws. Levee always liked to make it a show, she knew that. It only made her wring out the moss more than last time. One of her ears tilted back, someone was coming as she squeezed out the moss and licked the remaining blood off her paws.
