Re: ThunderClan Nursery
Dewkit pounced after the feather, her pale grey fur spiking with excitement her grey-green eyes were focused on the drifting feather, her medium length tail flicking. She was four moons old-She would be an apprentice before long! She caught the feather, then decided it wasn't interesting. She glanced over at Ripplekit, deciding she wanted to play.
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