SunFlock - RavineFlock - MoonFlock - NightFlock RP Thread

The rest of the patrol also shyed away from the light, keeping to the shadows. Occasionally, one wound dart across the border to grab something they liked, then return to the shadows.
 
Windwalker saw a nice piece of iron. she swiftly darted over into the light, grabbed it, then ran back into the dark. Her feathers were raised. "I hate light." She muttered.
 
Windwalker muttered something to herself, her neck feathers occasionaly rising. She moved to the other side of the patrol, further away from the light.
 

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