* He nodded and smiled. He noticed she wasn't looking right at him. He didn't inquire though. *
" My name is Swiftleap, but you can refer to me as Cal. I recently joined your clan. "
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Just joined the clan? No wonder his scent wasn't one she was familiar with. She hadn't met many cats who were former outsiders just like she had been when she was a couple moons old. "Welcome to Windclan. I hope you're liking it here so far.", she meowed. Barleypaw was always excited to get new clanmates. Windclan would continue to strive.
* He laughed and gently nudged the apprentice. *
" Thank you. I do enjoy living here for the short time I've been here. Crowtooth took me under his wing. "
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Wolfcry just walked more of limped out of the warrior's den, one of her back leg is unless. Her one blue eye traveled around the clearing for her mate. She was wondering where he was, it felt like moons since she last saw him. But she knew he was busy with his warrior duties now that he was a warrior instead of a loner. The wolf like she-cat's tummy started to rubble. Her gaze shifted over to the fresh kill pile and wondered if she should get something to eat.
* He was still talking with Barleypaw. He looked around real quick and spotted his mate. He made a rumbling purr and bounded over, gently rubbing his muzzle against hers. *
" Hey there my angel. "
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Mistykit tumbled into the clearing, her white fur all dusty and fluffed up. She got to her paws, shaking out bits of dust from her fur before walking over to a sunny spot where she would lay back down in the dirt. Mistykit flopped, letting the warm sun, bath over her limbs, giving her warmth.
Hollykit • He / Him • Windclan kit • 6+ moons
Hollykit sat silently in camp, why wasn't he an apprentice already? It feels like he's been waiting forever. He just wanted to train and become a warrior, that way he could finally stop being confined to this stupid camp. He sighed heavily, flopping boredly onto the ground.
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Wolfcry just walked more of limped out of the warrior's den, one of her back leg is unless. Her one blue eye traveled around the clearing for her mate. She was wondering where he was, it felt like moons since she last saw him. But she knew he was busy with his warrior duties now that he was a warrior instead of a loner. The wolf like she-cat's tummy started to rubble. Her gaze shifted over to the fresh kill pile and wondered if she should get something to eat.
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DuskKit stalked out of the nursery and off towards the fresh kill pile, he was pretty hungry after his nap- he just didn't know what to eat. I mean, of course some type of meat but like what kind. He didn't really want a rabbit... what about a thrush? That sounded good.
As he padded up to the pile he looked for his favorite food, only to find it wasn't there at the moment, sighing, he settled for a bird.
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