Round 9 - Voting
Breezewhisper called, "It is time to vote."
"I think we know who it is," Softrose remarked.
Fenneloak shifted uncomfortably.
Peachstone dipped her head in sorrow, remembering all the dead.
Heatherwind stared at her mate profusely, she didn't want to believe it could be him.
Sagepaw seemed nervous and fidgety, very different from his time as a kit.
Daisymoon's eyes sparked with fear.
Splitkit stood boldly, her eyes fixed on the ginger and white guard.
Flowerfoot stayed calm, but anger was visible in her body language.
I included everyone XD
Anyway, time to vote. Maybe perhaps for the final time.
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