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Post by §Wildheart§ on Sept 12, 2009 10:47:33 GMT -5
Wildstar walked into camp and placed three mice and a vole on the fresh kill pile. It was larger than it had been last Leaf-bare, but the clan was expecting new kits, so it wouldn't stay that way for very long. I musn't think like that. She said to herself. When there are new kits, there are new warriors. New warriors make the clan stronger. She crossed the clearing over to a shaded part of the camp and sat down with a sigh. "Scarheart!" she called over to the black tom. "Why don't you go and give Breezepaw a hunting lesson!" Breezepaw was his first apprentice. Wildstar trusted him, despite his past, and his siblings in other clans. He seemed to be doing very well with Breezepaw, but it seemed that the young apprentice was unsure of herself, very unconfident in her skills, although, Wildstar thought, if she tried, she could probably be one of the best hunters in the clans.
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