TEARS ON MY GUITAR [ open ]

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    The mottled tomcat gave a lash of his slender tail to the sides trying to ignore the slight pain on his flank, he sighed quietly to himself exploring the territory for a bit thinking of Wasppaw's occupation in Skyclan starting to grow a bit of interest as well as hope of possibly being useful and helpful within his clan. He remembered the foreign smells that had wafted off of the other. He had taken the time to explore the territory finding a few of those foreign plants that he had smelt on his friend, he found a bit of marigold and raspberry leaves a bit further along the territory. He grabbed a reed for a small plaything for the kittens, he returned to camp with his mouth full of the herbs but he sneezed briefly mumbling something but it was muffled by the herbs. He was clearly calling for his clanmates but he wasn't sure if they heard him.

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    autumnpaw just so happened to be nearby when she heard someone sneeze. fustrated that they had ruined her hunt, the female stalked over to them in anger. you ruined my hunt. what are you up to anyways? she growled, the female known for being somewhat rude. this was due to ehr being broken from her past however. she was on the precipice of falling into the claws of the dark forest, but didn't seem to care much. she noticed that he seemed to be in need of help, and layed her ears down flat against her head. do you want some help? she asked softly, unsure of what to think about her sudden change in emotions.