{$title} Enormous cobwebs hang from one of the strange colorful pelts (tents). Seeing as Leaf-bare is coming soon, will you attempt to snatch a few for the clan?
We will call this place our home
The dirt in which our roots may grow
Though the storms will push and pull
We will call this place our home
The dirt in which our roots may grow
Though the storms will push and pull
We will call this place our home
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Wide blue eyes were fixed on the strange contraptions before him, his tail dragging low and his fur puffed up so badly he looked more fluff than cat. To say he was scared would've been an understatement. Terrified was closer, maybe even beyond that. These weird twolegs with their weirder dens... Pelts that stood upright to block the rain, everything about this place was wrong. The last time he heard rumours that those who had wandered near twoleg stuff, bad stuff had happened, hadn't it? His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, heart hammering against his ribs.
Still, his gaze snagged on something glittering faintly in the dim light. Massive, silvery cobwebs stretched between the posts and corners of the strange dens. His ears perked up just a little. If he could bring those back to Jinglemoon, maybe he wouldn't look so sad anymore. Maybe, just maybe, he could help. But getting them... That was another story. For now, Iciclepaw sat frozen with a troubled look, paws shifting uncertainly against the cold ground. His nose twitched and with it came the realization that they weren't alone either. His fur bristled all over again. There was the scent of other cats...
" Water warts... " he whispered under his breath, taking a few sharp, shallow breaths in an attempt to calm himself. ' You can do this. You can do this. ' Think of Pikestar, how proud he'd be if Iciclepaw returned with cobwebs for the medicine cat. That thought alone gave him the tiniest flicker of courage. " O-okay... " he stammered finally, flicking his tail toward the cobwebs, his voice barely above a whisper. " O-okay, s-so... We can… We can do this. W-we could, um... D-divide and steal? The twolegs don't need those cobwebs, do they? "
He blinked up at his companions, eyes wide and earnest, as if hoping someone else would agree so he didn't have to take the first step.
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