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    Daniel did not like adults very much. In opinion, all they did was pretend to love them and then leave them. His biological mother literally just left them somewhere in the moors and gone, only to be found by Refinedgrace who left the Clan as well. He didn't mind - he wasn't very close to her anyways. The only cat that he seemed to get along with around here was Spock, and the Vulcan tom probably was too busy to hang out with a four moon old tom kit. He wanted to be an apprentice so that he actually could be useful.

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    Alaskanstar wasn't actually sure where he was going with this. Though, he had indeed adopted Crossedpaw, and it had turned out well. So, here was the leader. Approaching Daniel, well. It was awkward at first, wasn't it.


    // rushed.


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    [size=36pt][glow=black,2,300]daniel[/glow][/size]
    [size=7pt]with a face of an angel's
    and a heart made of masoned stone
    with a cry of heaven's music
    thrilling drum and drum on your bones[/size]


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    Dark brown ears swivelling at the sound of the leader, Daniel was the first to break the silence. "Alaskanstar," he said, unsure of how to greet him. Despite his age he did have quite a broad range of vocabulary but having a four moon old speaking to you so formally was laughable. And he didn't want to be laughable. Not to mention he was not used to being polite and nice and conversational in general. "Uh, am I in trouble?"

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    Alaskanstar couldn't help but tilt his head ever so slightly, "Why would you be in trouble?" Oh, hell, he was bad at this fatherly stuff.


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