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Redwing
Redwing was stretched in the shade of camp. Her eyes gradually covered the whole camp. Always on alert. That was redwing. Though she knew she was safe, you couldn't help but wonder. Would anybody attack? What would you do? Would you go to Starclan? Though she loved the thoughts of seeing former family members who were in Starclan, she just wasn't ready to go yet. Redwing wanted a mate, but that would be a long ways away. She didn't want to be tied down, but maybe if the right cat came along?
Pikeclaw
Pikeclaw was still in the warrior den. Loud snores were comeing out of his nose and mouth. How horrible it was to have a stuffy nose. Pikeclaw knew he wasn't sick, mostly because he snored everyday of his life. A shaft of light entered his eye, and he woke up. Yawning, and tired, Pikeclaw stumbled out of the warrior den, he blindly looked around for something to do.
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