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    Silerleaf noticed that Lightstar was doing a lot of work and meowed," Lightstar, you shouldn't be doing this much work, you are expecting kits. Go lay down and take a rest, I will take over".

    Lightstar looked at Silverleaf and said," I can still do things. I fell completely useless when I just lay down."

    Silverleaf replied," Well fine, but if you get hurt, tell me. Don't over work yourself, though. This is the last day you work, because you are expecting in about a moon. Be careful."

    Streampaw scraped some moss off some rocks near the water fountain, she dried them by giving them a shake then clamped it in her jaws and begin to return to camp. With moss in her jaws she asked blue breeze, "you haven't taught me to catch fish yet, can you teach me tomorrow?"

    "Great!" Stream paw meted enthusiastically feeling like the mentor instead of the apprentice. She padded into camp and entered the nursery, she layer the soft dry moss onto a empty and bare part.

    Lightstar looks at Whisperingbreeze and says,"Fine, but what do I do, I can't just sit around here and do nothing, there is not point."

    Name: Scarletfeather//Unspokennight
    Gender: shecat//tom
    Appearance: Deep ginger shecat with hints of maroon, her tail is feathery and plume.// He is a pitch black tom with a crescent moon white shape on his forehead.
    Rank: warrior//warrior
    (Mentor):N.A.//N.A.
    Personality: Calm and sweet but sometimes firey and isnt afraid to speak her mind// quiet but kind
    Mate/Crush: open//open
    Kits: none//none
    Others:

    Streampaw padded to her den, it was almost midnight and she was exhausted. She slept like a newborn kit until the sun rose.

    Bluebreeze padded over tp the fresh kill pile, grabbed a fish, and sat down waiting for Streampaw to wake up.

    When stream paw woke up, the sun was just starting to rise. She yawned, her pink tounge showing, then padded out of her den, stretching as the warm sun greeted her fur.