Board Thread:Animal Roleplay/@comment-28494541-20161022045918/@comment-31605619-20161026005440

(i dont think there is lol)

Herringfoot was sleeping in a bit at camp the morning after the gathering. She yawned widely as she woke, glancing around the already busy Windclan camp as she emerged, after cleaning her pelt, from the warriors den.

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Beetlewing had woken early that morning, and had already sent out the dawn patrol, along with a slightly large hunting patrol.