- Dec 30, 2022
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This was not how he wanted to be spending his morning: rising with the sun to a WindClan without Tigerfrost, to go on a long journey to select rocks for his grave - all the while unable to stop thinking of the fallen warrior's torn-open throat? No, thanks. He'd much rather take out a regular ol' dawn patrol, or rouse @SNAKEPAW for a training session. Anything but this...errand of sorrow. Besides, the Moonstone and its rocks were already a sensitive subject for him, as the mere mention or thought of the sacred cave immediately brought his thoughts to Curlewnose. Badgermoon's heart therefore ached for more reasons than one as he rounded up the cats who had been assigned to join him, his yellow eyes uncharacteristically dull as they swept over the assembled group. Grief seemed to have temporarily snuffed out the playful spark that typically animated the broad tomcat, creasing his face into solemnity and making his scarred chest and powerful shoulders seem almost foreboding. "Is everyone ready?" he inquired in a low voice, trying not to wake the rest of the Clan.
[ @Mintshade @Azaleapaw @Firefang @HARRIERPAW @Bluepool @Periwinklebreeze. <3 ]
[ @Mintshade @Azaleapaw @Firefang @HARRIERPAW @Bluepool @Periwinklebreeze. <3 ]