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So she's been alive for how many moons now and she's never ever been to one of these things before! A chunk short lilac she-cat with orange eyes was currently paying more attention to the sand she was on over the cats that were coming into the gathering. Lionpaw had stopped a bit off to the side near the waves to play in the sand on the beach. WindClan didn't have sand, like this as far as she knew. Maybe Spots knew where there was some sand somewhere in the territory? She'd ask her mentor later. The she-cat was currently digging up wet sand and plopping it down in a pile. She hadn't a clue what she was making, but the fact that as long as the sand wasn't super wet, it stuck together, reminded her of snow. Could she throw this stuff at cats? While contemplating whether her mother would yowl at her for it, she failed to take notice of the cat coming up behind her.