[iliri]

• Cormorantpaw •
long-furred smoky-black mackerel tabby molly with bits of white; yellow eyes
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A small, almost silenced, excited squeal escaped the young apprentice. This was her first gathering, and it was an exciting experience for her. The feel of the sand below her paws felt so nice, and the way that the water sounded beside the Seastones was surely a pleasant experience. Ooh, and how the cool rain felt against her long, thick fur. It had been extremely hot out lately, so the feeling of the rain felt like a nice, cool shower after working so hard at work. With an excited twitch of her whiskers, the RiverClan apprentice happily hopped to her side of the clearing, kicking up small amounts of dampened sand while she hopped, leaving rather messy paw-prints implanted in the sand. Mentally she apologized for in case the sand landed in anybody’s eyes [except maybe the stinking ShadowClan kitties, but who cares about them?] while she hopped. She then landed herself rather abruptly on her haunches, giggling a little as she grew herself comfortable in the spot. Maybe someone could go speak with her? Well, she would probably have to talk with one of the ShadowClan apprentices, but maybe it could be one of them who were closer in age with her? Who knows?

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