Lost Creek Hollow Spring Wind

Ash Paw knew somw maybe confused by their dynamic outside of Riverclan, but honestly they were doing well and thriving.

A watchful gaze as the small pup moved towards the den mouth. Though they were swift to return. A gentle paw across her pack, she rubbed gently.

Big out there isn't it. Would you like me to move closer with you?  she creeped gently towards the den mouth and then settled covering it. And if Shadowpup so wished she could flip right in the circle of her fore legs and paws.