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[~SweetKawaiiPie~]

WinterWind~

"I will come back to you and i promise it will be soon." she wiped away his tears. "I need to go back now. I love you." she said and then left. She goes up to the leader. "Can i please return now?! I have a life down there and i need to fulfil it!" she says and when the leader nods her tears start streaming down her face. "Thank you so much she said happily. Then is kicked back to her world. Ner neck wounds only leave scars.

[artsy_horse]

Ravenblaze
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Ravenblaze woke up. The body of Winterwind was no longer beside him. She was alive and standing in front of him. "Winterwind, my love! You came back!" He had never been happier. Tears streamed down his face as he embraced her. "Thank you for coming back!" He breathed. "I thought I would die without you." He twined his tail with hers. "Lets go back to camp and see if we get out wounds treated." A long wound on his flank was hot and bloody, and made him wince.

[artsy_horse]

(before Dawnstar makes Fawnkit and Windkit an apprentice, does anyone want to be their mentors?
Is Blackkit old enough to become an apprentice?)

[~SweetKawaiiPie~]

(yes he is and if one of them want WinterWind can be now that shes back bit hasnt moved.)

[♛sʜᴀʏ♛]

Maybe Winterwind could mentor Fawnkit, if thats alright with you'}

[~SweetKawaiiPie~]

(ok ^w^)

[Sunsmoke]

Thornstride can mentor WIndkit)

[~SweetKawaiiPie~]

WinterWind~

Her paw hurt so much she had to limp back leaning on him for help.

[Legend.]

(Doesn't matter who's wind kits mentor is)

[sleepypony]

Redclaw

Laying down next to his sister in the sunlight, he sighed, resting his head on his flame coloured paws.
'I used to think you could throw fire with your paws when I was a kit. I felt safe around you' she murmured contendedly. Redclaw purred at his sister.
'I wish. When do you want to take the apprentices out hunting? Their positions need more work.' He sighed.

Hazelpelt

'I don't know. Shall we go and find them now? Prey will be thriving at this time of the year.' she stretched out, letting the sun soak into her creamy fur.

(thinking of making another cat. Any suggestions on what it should be? An elder, maybe?)