Tribe of Winter Snow/Roleplay

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Star, meanwhile, sat with her mate Foggy. The two were newly made mates and were quite happy. Although not thinking of having them yet, Star adored kittens and couldn't wait for Rose to have hers. 16:39, October 24, 2016 (UTC)