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crossbowkit's head hung low as he strayed from the edge of tidalclan camp. he'd been this way ever since he didn't make the spy apprentice try-outs. it's not like i had a chance anyway, he thought to himself. all my siblings are in a better place than me. the son of ore looked around with his round yellow eyes for something to take his mind off his recent failure.
sorry rushed.