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// @Daisyflight @TWITCHPAW @sheepcurl @GREENPAW
Nervously, Butterflytuft picks her way through the pine forest, head low in its usual state and mismatched ears flat against her head. She knows there's moss this way...or- or is it that way? Gah! Usually she's so good at this stuff, but she's so wracked with nerves she can hardly think straight! Some patrol leader she is! Turning to look over her shoulder, she almost pleadingly looks at her mother for guidance. She's no good at being a leader. Maybe one day she can lead something as simple as moss gathering, but it's her first time and she hates it! "Um....which way is that big, creaking tree again?" She asks bashfully, a paw shuffling against the ground.
Nervously, Butterflytuft picks her way through the pine forest, head low in its usual state and mismatched ears flat against her head. She knows there's moss this way...or- or is it that way? Gah! Usually she's so good at this stuff, but she's so wracked with nerves she can hardly think straight! Some patrol leader she is! Turning to look over her shoulder, she almost pleadingly looks at her mother for guidance. She's no good at being a leader. Maybe one day she can lead something as simple as moss gathering, but it's her first time and she hates it! "Um....which way is that big, creaking tree again?" She asks bashfully, a paw shuffling against the ground.