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- ❋ Cats poured into camp, Asterkit still expected that her mother, Gingerwhisker would be returning with them. There was no sign of the she-cat though. She felt joy overwhelm her that at least her adoptive mother was alive. She wasn't in the least lost in her thoughts, but when she heard Foxfur's voice she couldn't help but jump and let her eyes light in admiration. A warrior! Maybe I'll get him to teach me some of those moves... She knew that what she could learn from a warrior was much more valuable than her current fighting moves.
" Hey Foxfur! I'm feeling pretty good myself.. Ah though I could feel better if I knew some of those amazing warrior moves.." Before the kit could continue, a wild Dapplepaw appeared. The kit looked up at the medicine cat apprentice, someone she wanted to become someday. Though that thought was buried deep under the leaves of long in the past.
" Hey Dapplepaw!" the kit mewed in greeting. She was surprised to find out that Foxfur was tired, she didn't notice at all. Medicine cats sure are something. " You were tired Foxfur? Ahh how couldn't my great divination powers notice that.." the kit was somewhat disappointed in herself. However, she kne wthat she would try better next time, a tired clanmate is no good after all.
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- The tom was indulging in the warmth of the soil of the floor of the warriors' den, his eyes glinting in appreciation of the purple petals and sweet aroma of the flowers inside the den. Despite seeming this relaxed, the tom had an ear out for any troubles in camp, for it was his duty as a warrior to guard camp. Or something along those lines.
Out of nowhere, the tom had heard the rustling of grass that indicated of feet swiftly approaching the warrior's den. I wonder who this could be.. Judging by the volume of the steps, the footsteps weren't too heavy. Therefore the tom concluded that a young she-cat has found her way into the den. Breaking himself away from the flowers, and the nice warm ground the tom looked up at the cat, standing up and carefully shaking some clingy dirt off his pelt. "Hey there chirpy," Mapleflower smiled brightly at the energetic apprentice.
Listening the the apprentice the cat found himself thinking of the times he had consumed medicine, heather did make the taste of the bitter herbs bearable. Much like Hazelpaw's words, heather was beautiful too. I don't see why not. the tom thought. " heather sight-seeing, huh? " the tom paused and smiled at the thought. " Yeah, whiskers will probably need some, so that cats don't complain as much about his herbs. Heh, alright I'll go. Besides, that way you don't have to take care of the elders' ticks " the tom mused as he stretched and made his way towards Hazelpaw.
He took a second to admire the song of the birds around him, ready to be greeted by the wind that the warriors' den sheltered him from.
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- Despite the sun being high in the sky, Robincloud's snores could still be heard around camp. Her paws were kicking as if she was running through an open meadows. She proceeded to speak in her slumber muttering, "voles aren't rivers, though it would be good if rivers of voles existed". The warrior didn't mean to sleep till so late in the day. She wished with all her heart to protect the clan. However, she couldn't do much about her tendencies to sleep in. Often the cat thought of it a disease. She often asked others to wake her up earlier, but to her disappointment no cat was bothered with such a duty. // Unfortunately, Robincloud didn't know as to how scary she was if woken up. Her sleepiness has erased memories of her ever being truly angry at another cat for wakin her up. Therefore she just thought that no cat was ever bothered with the task.














