marching band — open, disappearance

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    [color=white]Maplemeadows had been searching for a specific dog, having needed some help sorting herbs. Moonbeam wasn't around much, and Luckypaw had seemed like she wanted to help in times before. Thus, she trotted through the camp, looking around with confusion. "Hey, has anyone seen Luckypaw around?"

    Now that maple mentioned it, she noticed that the young ambassador had not been seen by her in a while. Which worried her, a dissapearance wasn't ever good. Where could she possibly be? "No, have any idea where she might be?" The ginger feline spoke, her tone laced with worry.


    /ah crap accidentally on main