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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 8:30:43 GMT -6
There were hardly any elders in the elders' den, so this was the den Creekpaw picked to clean. Gripping the moss in his jaws and lifting his head, he looked around for any nests to clean. There were only a few. 'I hope the others don't think I'm taking the easy route.' He thought with a sigh, beginning to switch out the bedding for one of the nests. After doing the same to the rest, he gathered up all of the dirty moss and left the den without a word.
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