[align=center][size=6]☪ Bahati.[/size]
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The sound of muffled pawsteps carried through the cool breeze passing by. Rough and dirty rocks shifted under the weight of the young tiger. Even though she was only three moons old, a tiger cub could weigh a lot. Bahati's maw opened in a bored yawn as she padded up the rocky slopes. She was looking for the entrance and border of WindClan, because she wanted to join the group. The large feline was the daughter of Eugene, but he wasn't part of the Clan. Her curious amber gaze darted around as she looked for signs of life.
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