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    Londonkit sat in the nursery, eating a piece of freshkill. It was delicious. She still was getting used to the taste of meat instead of milk, and every bite tasted new and exotic. When she was finished, the savannah got up and stretched. London looked outside and saw that the sky was blue, and the sun was shining. She was glad it was spring. No more cold snow, freezing weather. Only sunshine, and green grass. It was great.

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    [size=7pt]The morning sun really brighten up Lilykit's mood. Her tense state had lessened from the day before, and she was ready to have a normal conversation again. She recognized Londonkit when she walked in the nursery. It wouldn't hurt to say hi, the tortoiseshell convinced herself. Although she didn't know the several personally, Lilykit heard she was a very accepting cat. She was a little cautious, though, as she didn't know if Londonkit was friends with any of Lilykit's bullies. "Hi, I'm Lilykit," the lilac kit said, trying to appear confident.
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    "What's up?" Londonkit said as the kitten approached. She didn't bother to say hi or hey. It was a waste of time. London preferred to get straight to the point when talking to others. The savannah wondered why the kit had come to talk to her. It wasn't like they knew each other very well, although she may have seen her around a few times.

    "Not much, to be honest," the she-kit said. "It's just...I wasn't born here, and I would like to know how to fit in a little better." As soon as she said it, Lilykit shivered, remembering what Icepaw had said about her yesterday. If your life is so miserable, maybe you should leave the Clan. Did he mean she should go back to being a kittypet? If so, he wouldn't have been the first to say it. Maybe a kit who'd been in WindClan slightly longer than her might be good help.

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    "Oh, you want to know how to fit in?" London thought about it. "Well, let's start off with some simple things. Okay, so do you know about the clans and our rules?" She asked, trying to find out how much Lilykit knew and what she didn't. Then It'd be easy to teach her a few things she should know.

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    [size=7pt]The kit took a deep breath, trying to contain her excitement. She could finally tell another cat all she had memorized when she first join the Clan. "Well, there's many of them. The ones I can currently recall are ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, SkyClan," Lilykit growled when she said SkyClan, remembering how they outcasted her. "HawkClan, DarkClan, SunClan, BloodClan, TidalClan, BlizzardClan, and, of course, WindClan. My father's actually a ThunderClan warrior, so I know the most about ThunderClan than any other Clan except for WindClan. Cats in ThunderClan hunt among the trees in a position known as the hunter's crouch. I don't know much about the hunter's crouch though--my mom didn't really get into details when she told me it. Anyway, ThunderClan mostly hunts rodents and small birds, and are generally friendly cats. ShadowClan cats have their hearts chilled by the wind coming into their marshland home, and are generally unaccepting cats. RiverClan cats are natural born swimmers and hunt fish in the river. SkyClan lives in the mountains and I know from personal experiance that they are not the friendliest cats when it comes to kittypets. BlizzardClan lives in the mountains, too, but have many more storms than SkyClan, I think. I don't know much about BloodClan, HawkClan, SunClan, DarkClan, and TidalClan except for their names. WindClan cats, like us, live on the beautiful moorland and hunt mostly rabbits. We are very fast runners and are okay with being out in the open. Therefore, we are the most valiant of the Clans. As for the rules of Clanlife, a cat should always be loyal to their Clan and be willing to sacrifice their life for their Clan. I know there's a leader, who's pretty much in charge of the Clan, a deputy, who organizes patrols and will become leader when the current leader dies or retires, a medicine cat, who looks after sick and injured cats and interprets signs from StarClan, medicine cat apprentices, who are training to become a medicine cat, warriors, who fight and hunt for the Clan, apprentices, who are training to be warriors, kits, who are less than six moons old, and elders, cats who have retired from their position. I also know WindClan has body guards, advisers, and honourguards, but I'm not sure what any of these cats do." It was ironic that she didn't know what a bodyguards job was, considering one of her close friends was training to become one. Lilykit hoped Londonkit would be able to explain it.
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