*~~Whispers of Nature ~~ A Warriors-Based Roleplay~~* Closed!

Meanwhile, Lightning is sitting in the entrance of Cherrys den with her son Rumble. They are staring at their reflections in a puddle of rain. Lighting turns her face one way and then the other, "I am really....just ridiculously good looking." Rumble chuckles, "No mother, you are the white cat. That gorgeous black creature is me."
Cricket popped up behind them, twisting her grinning head back and forth so that the disturbing reflections danced over theirs.
 

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