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Moonpaw
He was in the apprentice den when he realised the smell, alarm streaking through his bones. Burning... he smelt burning.
Sure enough before him lies a patch of fire flickering in the distant, the burning way far enough at the moment but spreading swiftly towards WindClan's camp, the constant thunder above not helping the situation.
"Fire!", he yowled, "Fire!"
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Quote[move][size=20pt]"Whatever life throws at me... I shall endure..." (Moonpaw) [/size]