Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151414/@comment-27336267-20151206212527

"Thank you, Frostpaw," Willowpaw purred. As Rainpaw said goodnight, she nodded off into a restful and peaceful sleep. She dreamt of herself and her sister, Sky, who had died of green cough before she could reach MarshClan. They jumping through flowers, trying to pounce on butterflies. Willowpaw wished her sister was still alive. Sky would have fit in well, as a beautiful