Siren Mortem-Ipsum, the name blessed from both her adoptive parents padded through the grounds of the Elite with a calculating gaze. For the last moon or so, the young she-cat had spent her time off in the forest training. She needed to be stronger, wiser and only a little time of proper resilience and mind training could do this. However, the mackerel tabby regretted her time away. There was a part of her, however how minuscule, that missed the long hours she spent at her home and now it was time to return to normal life. Well, at least her normal life.
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