Moonheart layed under a large oak tree licking her paw. Her eyes were closed, listening to the sounds around her. She heard the wind whistling, the tree leaves swaying with the wind, and water flowing, crashing into the rocks.
she-cat needs mate!! (open to all toms!!)
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