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    The young gray cat was sitting down. Since she had joined RadicalClan, a lot had happened. It was a lot more interesting than the mess of a clan she was born in. Over the days, she roughly figured out how to find her way around. Flintkit was glad to call herself a RadicalClanner; however, it was an inexperienced one at that. On the first day, the apprentice-aged cat had learned from others that everyone slept in a twoleg house, which was something to get used to. Yet the scent of twolegs was long gone and that gave her comfort.


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    Apart from the abandoned houses, Flintkit could kind of find her way around RadicalClan... the dark gray cat was pondering on this as she waited for Sigma. The silver tabby had offered her a tour around RadicalClan, and Flintkit gladly accepted. Why not? A view of the territory from a more experienced cat would be great.
    In her intention to not be late, Flintkit had arrived quite early before the scheduled time, so she was patient. Her blue eyes wandered over her surroundings.

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    i roleplay ##
    frozenpaw - riverclan
    daminals - radicalcaln
    co-owning ##
    requiempaw - riverclan
    temping ##
    n/a




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    deviantart
    daminals has a diary.




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    A snow leopard sauntered towards the kit, easily recognizing it to be Flintkit. "Well hey," she rumbled in an easy tone, flicking her ears, "Waiting for someone?" the small apprentice-aged kitten had an expectant look to her, so Dami supposed she was waiting for someone.





















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    ooc: no, it's not private. Sigma said something about being inactive for a few days, so she might not be here for a while


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    Flintkit turned her head away from the morning sun as the somewhat familiar snow leopard approached, dipping it in greeting to the older feline. "Hi," she returned amicably, "Just waiting for Sigma. She offered to tour me around RadicalClan," Flintkit mewed with some amusement. "I don't exactly know this place like the back of my paw yet."


    "I'm quite early, though, not expecting her to be here anytime soon," The young gray cat explained.

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