Birchwander was growing old. His joints were tired and stiff. A nice stroll would help,,, right? A calm before the storm. Sap calmly began to trot, and began thinking about Peahenstar's recent actions. He had been alive during her kithood. Feather had changed, massively. He sighed as he took a look at Stellar's cage, a reminder of Peahenstar's mercy. Then, he was out of camp. The scent of a fox danced into his nostrils, alerting him of the nearby danger. In a flash, an orange blur raced towards Birchwander's black and white body. No time to react as the fox slashed his side. Breath heaving, he attempted to fight back. But, the fox was too fast and strong. And then, it slit sap's throat. Blood spilled out. Vision went red as he soaked up terror. Soon, he was dead. ~ Birchwander. My first Gens character. Son of the former deputy, Treedrift. An excellent father, brother, and mate. ~ THANKS TO THESE PEEPS: — @ZephyrFrisbee Omg, thx Zeph for accepting me. You truly started Birchwander's arc. - @-cherryblxssxms- You designed Birchwander and also was the first one to roleplay with Birchwander. — @p0pc0rn500 Chamomileheart was a sweet bean, and I quite liked their dynamic. ~
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