private for nostalgic?! cathedralspire && me, carol endeavor

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    OOC:

    IC:
    Cathedralspire often left BloodClan's desert, but had never wandered this far before.

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    Her nostrils flared as a scent sopped her scent glands; causing her neck fur to bristle. "Uhhh... who's there, and why are you here?" She struggled to keep the tremor from her voice, but she managed.


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    OOC:

    IC:
    "I won't hurt you. Just taking a stroll. I'm Cathedralspire, but everyone calls me Cathedral."
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