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Thank you so much to everyone who participated in this year’s gift exchange! As always, your creations were absolutely wonderful and you never fail to blow me away with your talent and creativity! To find your name in...
Okay, so this post is a little later than what I would’ve wanted, but I’ve had a busy week 😛 I’m also a little tired, so, only one cat pic this time 😛 You’re getting plenty from Cadvent, anyway...
The seventh edition of the Blog Monthly is here – written by Lil, fresh off the printing press Hello, everyone!! The Blog Monthly is back and better than ever! I hope you all love this edition, in my opinion it is one...
Bristleflight shares their thoughts on their favourite character.
Let’s all sing Happy Birthday to today’s Birthday Star… Breezeflame! Happy Birthday Breezo! You are a kind and active member of the Blog and we all happily would like to unveil the curtain on what we...
Claimed
Claimed!
It’s Quiet Uptown
Claimed
Bamfstar slept peacefully.
Shatteredspirit walked over on her three legs to the warrior den.
“Oh, I hate you, mother,” she muttered.
Her mother had died a little bit ago, and Shatteredspirit didn’t attended her vigil.
Bamfstar padded into the clearing, “Good morning, Shatteredspirit,” she mewed.
“Good morning,” she said.
Pinewish walked back into camp after his hunt. He saw Bamfstar and Shatteredspirit in the clearing and walked to the freshkill pile dropping the thrush and vole he had caught down and carrying the 3 mice over to them. “Ello, want some of the mice I just caught?” He asked muffled by the mice when he got there.
“Sure,” Shatteredspirit sighed.
Claimed! Ty, Willowstripe!
sure, but you left…