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    The small red tabby kit was soaked. Her breaths were shallow, and there was a faint scent on her. It was very very faint, but if you had a good enough nose it was the stale scent of twolegs. She had a blue collar on that was only on by a thread. A large cut marked the back of her head, right behind her ear. She shivered but was out cold, and looked dead. She couldn't be any older than two moons, but was so skinny she looked like a skeleton.


    Oc~ Her name will be Rustedkit. :3

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    "Name and buiness please." The assistant deputy meowed to the kitten.

    The kitten remained motionless for a few seemingly endless seconds. She then coughed up a little water, and opening her mint green optics. She huffed for a moment before noticing another cat. She looked at her own coat, she couldn't remember anything. She stared at the red before remembering the memory of a rusted rod coming down towards her. But then it ended as quick as it had come. Rust.. rust... She came up with a quick name. "I'm Rusted..." She said, looking around. "What is this?" She asked, completly confused on where she was.

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    "Riverclan territory." The assistant deputy meowed to the little kitten named Rusted.

    Clans... what did she remember about clans. It was some sort of group. Hmm.... Riverclan. Well, until she got her memory back she would need somehwere to be. "I'd like to join." She mewed, looking up at yhe assistant deputy.

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    "Well then, please swear all your loyalty to us." Archi gave a slight smile.

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    "First comes smiles, then lies. Last is gunfire."

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    Tag #gunslingercomehither

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    "I swear my loyalty for all eternity." Rusted said, thinking a bit. Clans needed clan names right? So she would be... Rustedkit. Well that sounded fine to her. She tried to stand up and fell again. Ow! She must have a hurt paw... oh well. Deal with that later. As she sat up, she heard the ringing of the collar. What? She looked down at her neck, a kittypet collar. She didn't remember if she was a kittypet or what... but she yanked it off anyways. Rustedkit twisted it in her paws, thinking about keeping it for memories.

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    "Is there anything else you would like, a clan name, a tour, anything?" She meowed.

    "I don't need anything at the moment, thank you for asking though." Rustedkit answered politely, standing up on three paws and taking in a great whiff of Riverclan scent so she could follow it to the camp. It would be her home now, forever until she died. She smiled at the thought.