- Oct 11, 2022
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She has been a frequent visitor to the medicine den since the incident at the border. Howlfire often thinks herself an intruder in here, but for the most part, Dawnglare nor Fireflypaw seem to mind, so long as she doesn't get in their way. A small thrush is clamped in her jaws when she enters, a gift for whoever needed it, or was hungry. If any more cats were hungry she was happy to flit back and forth bringing meals if needed.
With the thrush given to a resting cat, Howlfire pads over to see her children, not expecting any of them to be awake, but finding Wolfpaw blinking up at her from amongst the gloom. "Wolfpaw," Howlfire greets warmly, giving her youngest child a gentle lick. "How are you feeling this morning?" She asks, wondering if all her children were beginning to get desperate to get outside again.
@wolfpaw!
With the thrush given to a resting cat, Howlfire pads over to see her children, not expecting any of them to be awake, but finding Wolfpaw blinking up at her from amongst the gloom. "Wolfpaw," Howlfire greets warmly, giving her youngest child a gentle lick. "How are you feeling this morning?" She asks, wondering if all her children were beginning to get desperate to get outside again.
@wolfpaw!