- Apr 3, 2024
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There was something about the way the evening melted into the calm of dusk. The camp no longer bustled in the way that was the norm for the day. It was quieter. Muffled, almost, as if she had been beneath the surface of a river, and she almost became lost in it just the same. At times like these, she almost didn't mind being amongst the crowd. However, the introvert inside of her began to feel rather… withdrawn? No, overwhelmed would be a decent way to put it, although she would never admit that.
The lanky tortoiseshell apprentice took to the calm atmosphere of the Sunningrocks. Although it was where most went to bask, she used it as an ideal location to think. The sound of the water was often enough to drown out the noises of the frequent gossiping of the clan. She was no stranger to rumors. However, Tawnypaw's personal belief was that most were innocent until proven guilty. Most.
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