[Zero]

Quiverpool padded into the clearing at last, having hovered around the outskirts of the gathering place before finally convincing herself to enter the growing crowd. This was her first gathering as a warrior - but it didn't make her feel any better about it. She'd already learned to dislike gathering, at first because she really didn't like crowds and then because of the other bad things that had occurred. The young she-cat quickly chose a spot to sit, closing her eyes and trying to drown out the chattering of the surrounding cats. Her stomach churned in warning as she tried to convince herself that she wasn't panicking.

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