It was a nice day in HazeClan, kits running around and playing, warriors and elders sharing tongues, and apprentices doing tasks from their mentors. Spookfeather was out on a solo hunt. She caught two mice, a squirrel, and two voles. She was piling them up by a tree. βWhat nice prey..β Spookfeather said as she looked at the prey. βThe Clan must be fed first.β Spookfeather reminded herself. (Also, donβt mind the voice and be who you want, idrc)
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2GayTransgenderBoi
07/10/2024