Post by slatestar on Nov 7, 2018 16:57:39 GMT -6
slatestar loved the world when it got cold. his thick fur prevented him from ever really enjoying the summer moons, but come leaf-fall he appreciated his coat. nobody ever really believed his 'im not fat, i'm fluffy' defense, which was very rude if you asked him, but he didn't mind being so when it got cold.
leaping onto the large stone, he surveyed the cats who had came with him. everyone else should be here soon.
leaping onto the large stone, he surveyed the cats who had came with him. everyone else should be here soon.