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Post by Adaline on Jan 14, 2017 8:45:18 GMT -6
Brightpaw had discovered the shiny thing to be a bird where the sunlight had reflected off of its feathers just right. She'd followed the bird and it'd dropped a feather. It was covered in soft browns, with some variation. She picked it up gingerly in her teeth. Admittedly, she'd forgotten about Eveningwhisper.
Now that she had her feather, she was making tracks for where her real nest was. She didn't have a nest in the apprentice's den, having opted for occupying an old, abandoned hole in the ground out in the territory. She was extremely dedicated to avoiding her siblings whenever possible. Her real den lay near the Rockclan border, where apparently adders hung about. She hadn't seen any, so either there were no adders, or she'd picked a spot far enough away from the adders. She reached the den without being interrupted and crawled inside, depositing the feather in her nest.
Since she didn't have to carefully hide only a few feathers in her nest, she had a whole collection of them laying in her nest, or around it. Several were weaved into her nest as well. She sighed and curled up in her nest. She was tired. She really needed a nap.
((Eveningwhisper are we ending the thread?
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