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[atticus,]

Pineleap came back to camp with four voles locked in his jaw. He dropped it in the fresh kill pile proudly, smiling and trotting into the warriors' den. He closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

[fowauke]

She leaned over, and prodded his shoulder. "Did you check the borders?"

[atticus,]

"Yes, there was nothing." He said.


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[fowauke]

"Good." She nodded sternly. "Thanks."

[ardentsongbird]

Flintfoot basked in the sun for a bit, thinking.

[fowauke]

"What are you thinking about?" She meowed, padding next to him.

[atticus,]

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[fowauke]

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[ardentsongbird]

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His head jerked up. " Oh, nothing important. " Flintfoot responded, almost in a light growl.

[fowauke]

She flicked her ear. "Are you sure? Maybe I could help."