:thumb376300210: Silvereye | :thumb376300203: Rosedrift
:thumb376300203: Rosedrift woke up that morning. Luckily enough for her, no storms had conjured, therefore no lacerations in the den. Yet, her agitated, worried self made her check the nursery, just to check if everything was okay. The chocolate calico prowled toward the place of which seemed almost too familiar. She had been in the nursery too many times to fix lacerations or critical scars of which scored into the dens. After checking around, The chocolate calico found not a scratch. Finally! A day off. She truly needed it. Rosedrift hadn't much bonded with with her 'weaver crew', so