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SwiftClan had set up near SpringClan's border and unfortunately with the recent flood a twoleg campground had been affected, twolegs having left a bunch of junk there.
Some of the stuff had wound up on SpringClan's land and thus they'd had to begin the process of cleaning up the mess.
Softpelt had gone to the campground, as one who was still rather familiar with the twolegs she had opted to be the one to clean up the worst of the mess.
She'd been in the middle of dealing with a white sheet thing that the twolegs had set up for some reason when it had blown away.
Softpelt had given chase desperate to catch it and prevent it from causing more trouble when the wind changed and now the big white sheet had fallen on the equally fluffy white she cat.
Now squirming and strugling with the white sheet, Softpelt ran around trying to get it off.
Unfortunately iwth the sheet billowing out behind her as she ran she didn't realize how she looked like a strange ghostly creature.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Oct 31, 2021 17:44:47 GMT -5
Lobsterdeath had just been out on a nice, relaxing walk. He struggled a lot with feeling down this time of year, well really all times of the year. He let out a sigh as he felt the familiar gloom begin to settle over him. Suddenly, a white billowing creature flew past him and he couldn't stop it as a high-pitched shriek escaped his throat!
Softpelt heard the shriek and so she shrieked as well, fluffy white pelt bushing out in alarm. "Ahhh! Help! Help!" She shrieked chasing towards the source of the screaming.
Unbeknownst that she was charging right at Lobsterdeath, looking like a terrifying wraith to the poor tom.
