[center][h1][color=ed1c24]Blackpelt: Fernstars den[/color][/h1][/center]
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He licks his fur back down. "I'm....being followed. By something bad, I can't explain it very well." He nods. "I already prepared the herb wraps. They're in my den. But....I'm worried about the clan. What if someone gets hurt while I'm away? I'm....I'm scared." His tail lashes about, and he sighs. "Am I just worrying over nothing? I don't know anymore...."