CRYING WOLF TO THE MOON •• intro

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WE'RE ON BORROWED TIME ... ❖

actions. ❖ "speech." ❖ thoughts.

the business of camp was distressing at times, even for the elder with his own physical struggles. it felt too humid, with so many bodies around, like a summer's night before a storm broke. he was out and about walking around to try and ease the aching in his lungs, though his whiskers were twitching constantly as the half blind tom used them to sense his direction in the territory, sniffing around as he caught linnetwing's scent, eyes blinking a few times before he paused. he had unknowingly almost stepped on the molly, his path cutting close to her own, before giving a quiet chuckle and small smile, "my apologies, linnetwing. there's so many new scents out here, i didn't realize i was tracking you.", he was still getting used to the smell of these cats, and having half of his sense of smell wasn't helping matters any.

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