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Feathercloud shook her head, a disgusted look on her face. Her son was prodding at her tail playfully, but she didn't care for him one bit--no, just because of his father. Flicking her tail in anger, she hissed. "Stop, mouse-brain!" She spat. "But mama," The muddy brown kit said, looking up at her, his playful yellow gaze locking with her irritated blue gaze. "I wanna be a warrior, like you!" He said happily, pouncing on her tail. "I said, leave me alone!" She growled again, lashing her tail. She stomped away, with her tail and head held high. Mudkit's tail drooped. "Mama...I wanted to be like you..." He muttered, head dropping down too.