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  • "WH-!" Featherbloom started, then thought better of it. "Okay Robinstar. What border should we patrol?" She asked, glaring at Whitefoot.

  • Mapleleaf walked over to the nursery, feeling sad. She looked to see if anyone was watching her, then darted into the nursery, hoping that nobody saw her. Then, she laid down and cried.

  • "Stop fighting and come here!" Robinstar meowed sharply. "You will be hunting and patrolling the Dawnclan border. As you may note, the only border we have to another clan."

  • "He he, yeah, sorry. Just a little...distracted." Featherbloom said softly as she watched Stonepelt shake water from his glorious fur.

  • Whitefoot snorted and got up suddenly feeling a sharp pain run through her paw, but ignored it and padded out of the warrior's den.

  • As Featherbloom watched Whitefoot get up from her nest, she saw her limp a little. "Whitefoot? Your foot okay?"

  • Mapleleaf sobbed silently. Then, she started to sob so bad, she couldn't stay silent...

  • Mapleleaf wipped the tears from her eyes, then fell into an uneasy sleep. She kicked around and whipered in her sleep.

  • Robinstar padded into the nursery. "It's okay. Just imagine the beautiful kits that you'll have. They will need you. The kits are innocent and they will need a loving mother to care for them. Simply don't tell them about their father." Robinstar told Mapleleaf.

  • Mapleleaf slowed her breathing. "Your right... What can I do that would be useful?" Mapleleaf asked.

  • "Stonepelt." Featherbloom said calmly, knowing it wasn't going to happen. Come on, Whitefoot. Let's go. She said, slowly padding out of camp.

  • Mapleleaf walked out of the nursery, her head held high. She didn't care if everyone saw her. They would know sooner or later anyway. Mapleleaf padded over to Stonepelt. "So the fish are back in the river?" she asked, trying to make a conversation.