[serendipity.]

[ shadowclan; black tortie with blue eyes ]

Swanpaw stepped into the beach feeling the cool sand on her pads, as she walked with the rest of her clanmates. There was a certainly noticeable bounce in her step, she was rather happy with her accomplishments this moon, she had learned to hunt both in the trees and on the ground. Next would be combat. Although the molly always had a bounce in her step to begin with. She let her sharp blue eyes swipe the growing crowd of Riverclanners and Shadowclannes waiting for someone to step up to her.

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