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Post by Foxbite on Jul 4, 2015 8:18:37 GMT -6
Foxpaw entered the den with enough moss for one. He looked around, seeing that Leopardripple was no where to be found. The tom ripped out the moss from her old nest and replaced it with new moss, placing feathers around it from the Thrush he had caught earlier. Foxpaw left with the remains of the old nest in with mouth neatly in a mossball.
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