THE STAG, LORD OF THE NORTH
As Valerianstag had heard something, he made his way over. Seeing Mapleshine, his eyebrow tilted up as he was curious and concerned. This cardboard box seemed to have twolegs written all over it and with that came danger. Perhaps that frightened him or perhaps he just...
THE STAG, LORD OF THE NORTH
It seemed almost out of nowhere several cats had joined him in the crusade to find more prey. He raised his eyebrow towards Smogjaw first. “If we don’t, ya gotta eat dirt before you eat the prey we catch.” His eyes narrowed, yet it wasn’t malicious or unkind. Rather...
THE STAG, LORD OF THE NORTH
As the sun rose, life was alive in ShadowClan once again. Valerianstag had felt cold before, but nothing like this. The winds pierced through his thick, well-kept fur. Ice formed around his muzzle and nose, whiskers drooping from the fine layer of ice that now...
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