Post by Greenflare on Aug 4, 2016 20:58:30 GMT -6
We were practically rotting corpses now. Not necessarily corpses but the closest thing you could get to it. But, it was incredibly boring, walking around not going in a specific direction and crossing boundaries here and there. I sighed, resting grumpily on a flat boulder in the land that would be best described as TreeClan. My home. I missed it, especially Creeksong and Applefall. I huffed, rolling on my side.
