RUFOUSPAW
Welcome to the celebration, baby! Rufouspaw didn't know what to do with himself. He idly traced lines along the sand, deep in thought. He'd tried hunting, but the bird he was chasing across the undergrowth only barely escaped his grasp; his later attempt at moss collecting left him...
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