- Sep 9, 2022
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❀❀ I FEEL SCARED AND I'M STARTING TO SINK ❀❀
periwinklebreeze | 10 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically medium (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff
periwinklebreeze | 10 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically medium (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff
With winds powerful enough to already have sent one clanmate tumbling over the gorge, periwinkle has decided that it is no time for kits to be out and about, not even within the camp. The last thing they need is a child getting lifted up and over the gorse walls - or worse, tumbled right on through the prickles and thorns. With this worry in mind, the pale furred tom makes his way to the nursery, eyes squinted and movements stilted as he presses forwards against the gust, finally making it to the shelter of the den. In his jaws is a puffy, round bundle of moss - stolen from the medicine den, but really it's going to a good cause. "Wh-who wants to play m-mossball? W-winner g-g-gets.. hm, how about winner g-g-gets first choice of p-prey tonight?" he says cheerily, with a gentle smile and kind eyes as he crouches down to be closer to the kits level.
// takes place during the windstorm!
// takes place during the windstorm!