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Post by havok on Jan 29, 2010 17:33:06 GMT -5
Bearpaw
The breeze was soft, whispering, and chilly that day. Bearpaw took in the scent and smells it brought with it and heard all of its stories at once. It'd been his constant companion ever since his birth. Even so, he shook his head, clearing his mind of the distractions. He was supposed to be organizing and taking stock of the Medicine supplies. His mentor, Windblaze was out for the moment, but he didn't want to disappoint her, either way. That, and he suspected she'd come back any second. Continuing his work, he pushed the cobwebs into their designated corner, then started to move the poppyseeds back to their spot, but some got knocked loose from the flower as he did and started to roll away. "Oh no!" he exclaimed, chasing after the scattering seeds.
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