[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]Gen. 5, daughter of Justdance x Acrylicpaints
Colorpaw was bored out of her mind. Bombshellpaw had ordered her to take it easy for a few weeks. She figured that that meant try not to leave your nest except to relieve yourself and eat. She groaned, burying her head into her nest. The hpr's scrabble with Dearlea had cost her a few weeks of training and a smooth, unscarred belly. now it was hacked to shreds, and there'd be scars on both her stomach and chest. the calico sighed and squirmed in her spot, trying to find a comfortable position. she just wanted someone to talk to.