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(One moon old kits can't speak btw. I'm just going to have her talk as if convincing herself)

Sandwhisker
Sandwhisker sighed warily. "I don't want the housefolk to take you. They're nice people, but once you finish suckling, they take you away to live somewhere else. You've finished suckling only today, you'll stay in MistClan. They'll treat you well. They wouldn't dare hurt a kit, and Mistystar will look after you," she mumbled. Sandwhisker grabbed Tigerkit by the scruff so she wouldn't trip over any of the various twigs or small lumps of snow. Sandwhisker had rolled in mud earlier to disguise her scent and fur markings. Sandwhisker took a deep, nervous, breath around the fur of Tigerkit and approached the camp.

(Anybody wanting to be the guard to camp?)

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Tigerkit:looks around
GoldenPaw:runs into sandwhisker"sorry and where are you from mis"

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Sandwhisker
Sandwhisker dipped her head in greeting, "I'm guessing you're an apprentice? Maybe looking for her mentor? Things have changed.... you look new," she muttered lost in memories. "Anyway... this is... Tigerkit. Tell Mistystar that... Sand sends her her best regards," she meowed. She set Tigerkit gently on the ground and ran back to the twoleg place, not wanting to encounter any other cats.

(Don't chase her, please)

[Tibbers459]

(I won't)
GoldenPaw: picks up the kit and walks to the nursery looking for MistyStar to see is she has returned

[the family business.]

(Recap?)

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(Tigerkit joined the Clan. She's Sandwhisker's daughter. I think that's all you missed?)

[Tibbers459]

(When does MistyStar get back?)

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(Soon)

Mistystar
Mistystar trotted silently towards another area. She crouched when she heard a sound. Perking her ears towards the sound, she crept towards it. She pounced, and killed it with a satisfactory purr. She picked it up by the tail and walked leisurely back towards camp.

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GoldenPaw cuddles with tigerkit and tigerkit does back

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Mistystar
Mistystar reached camp, and put the prey on the fresh kill pile, which was pretty small, but Mistystar had confidence it would grow bigger. She felt better actually contributing and not just eating the prey.