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Join Date: Oct 2019
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Dance of cat and mouse
Hunting
The art of hunting, one Sleepysunrise had begun with pinecones and tail-losing lizards. Today she had the privilege of taking out another small group of apprentices for training, her own returned brother included, whom she had spared an extra long glance to ensure his well-being, a silent question on whether he was alright. Her younger siblings were aging, and soon they would join her rank of warrior… It was difficult to believe, when their ceremonies had been held together, courtesy of her date of birth and meeting dates. She blinked slowly, having roused the three apprentices and now leading them into the territory, not too far from camp to begin with. She was trying Mistlewhisker’s technique, of beginning with mere props for their first lesson. If all went well, they may be able to catch something by the end of this.
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