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Post by Stormsong on Oct 22, 2016 18:42:17 GMT -6
Considering Stormpaw's lack of training, he found himself doing quite the amount of chores. Cleaning the elder's den was only one of many chores he was assigned. He came into the elder's den holding fresh moss in his jaws. He wrinkled his nose at the smell. Old bedding was never nice. He set the new moss aside and pulled out the old moss. Then he got to work lining the nests with fresh moss. When he was finished, he backed up and breathed in. That was better. Though, now he had to get rid of the old bedding. He wrinkled up his nose as he grabbed the old moss and headed back out.
Ew.
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