- Aug 25, 2023
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He itched. And itched, and craned as far as his body would dare to turn, feeling the pull and tug of his long unused muscles that were sore beyond relief since he's been active with the kits. He needed Leafbreezes words, but he dare not listen to much to the complainer. Unfortunately, he was stubborn.
But he felt the pinprick needles of the rock against the back of his shoulder, before a slight numbness would overcome it and he knew all too well that he had at least one other on his pelt.
"Got dammit, ya pesky lil-" he cut himself off before he cursed too loud, curious ears all too present since his grandchildren began moving. And he was not one to teach them words they needn't know. Though, he inwardly cursed again, realizing dammit had slips from his jaws.
@IVYPAW