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Littlepaw
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Littlepaw considered himself...A dirt connoisseur. Peatbelly has taught him all the ins and outs of tunneling and digging, and the small tom soaked in every bit of information. He found digging to be quite fun, always coming out of the tunnels covered in dust and dirt. Some cats may think it a shame that he was so light colored, but he thought the opposite! It showed just how hard he was working!
Today, he was wandering through the tunnels on maintenance duty. He was very much in tune with how the dirt felt in different areas of the territory. The closer he was to the river, the softer it felt. The same with the marsh. He goes around those areas first to pack the dirt in firmly, which was what he was doing today. He was patting that dirt like nobody's business untill it was nice and firm. As such, he was..Getting rather filthy. Thankfully Spiderbloom gave up trying to keep him clean long ago. It was FUTILE.
Having done his work and giving the dirt the packing it needed, he began heading back to camp, skittering through the tunnels and clearing away any debris he came across. Like this small twig lodged in between the walls. He grabbed it in his jaws and carried it out of the tunnel spitting it out and making his way into camp.
He was covered in so much dirt you'd think brown was his natural fur color. Clumps of it stuck to him and caked his body, and when he shook, he sent bits of dirt everywhere. He didn't care, though! It was just part of a hard days work!!
"I have returned!!" He announces proudly from his dust cloud like he didn't just send dirt flying everywhere and probably hitting his nearby clanmates.
Today, he was wandering through the tunnels on maintenance duty. He was very much in tune with how the dirt felt in different areas of the territory. The closer he was to the river, the softer it felt. The same with the marsh. He goes around those areas first to pack the dirt in firmly, which was what he was doing today. He was patting that dirt like nobody's business untill it was nice and firm. As such, he was..Getting rather filthy. Thankfully Spiderbloom gave up trying to keep him clean long ago. It was FUTILE.
Having done his work and giving the dirt the packing it needed, he began heading back to camp, skittering through the tunnels and clearing away any debris he came across. Like this small twig lodged in between the walls. He grabbed it in his jaws and carried it out of the tunnel spitting it out and making his way into camp.
He was covered in so much dirt you'd think brown was his natural fur color. Clumps of it stuck to him and caked his body, and when he shook, he sent bits of dirt everywhere. He didn't care, though! It was just part of a hard days work!!
"I have returned!!" He announces proudly from his dust cloud like he didn't just send dirt flying everywhere and probably hitting his nearby clanmates.