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• tom | warrior | 33 moons | in camp | with Desertbloom •
Raccoonstrike nodded silently, racing into the nursery after the she-cat. He slipped into the dimly lit den, wide-eyed. He bent down and grabbed a kit, from the color and scent he knew he was holding Archkit. He gazed around, almost hopeless at the amount of young ones. He would return swiftly, he promised himself, meeting the feared gazes of Nightkit and Barkkit. He raised his head and stepped out of the den, trying to keep from panicking. He walked over to Desertbloom and Seadragon, Flameheart and Breezeflower, tilting his head. "Where are we going?" He meowed around the kit, gazing expectantly at Desertbloom.
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• she-cat | apprentice | 9 moons | in camp | with Sleetpaw, Steampaw, Brambleheart •
Rainpaw flicked her tail. Cats needed help! She darted past her mentor, and watched as numerous cats brought kits from the nursery. Knowing that there were far to many kits for them to carry, she sped over and into the nursery. Scruffing Rowankit, she slipped back out, shaking as she glimpsed smoke drifting distantly above the treetops. Still carrying the kit, she weaved through camp to the elders' den. "Up! We must leave!" She yowled to Hailstorm and Wolfpelt, fur bristling.