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    Dreamkit shouldered her way through some tall ferns, glancing over her shoulder to where Witchkit would hopefully be following. The black smoke was pretty damn happy, considering she'd finally found somebody to explore with. RiverClan was so huge! She didn't doubt they'd find some pretty neat stuff. "Hurry up, slowpoke." The child would tease, casting a toothy grin at her compainion.


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    witch is literally six years old im sorry

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    "Ha," The child would respond, rolling her eyes in a playfully dramatic gesture. Returning her attention to their surroundings she feline would peer forwards, looking for anything that stood out as they trotted along. Surely they'd find something of interest. "Got can places in mind, Witchy?" Dreamkit would ask, her thin tail flicking back in forth.


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: mediumpurple; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]witchtrials[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]WHEN THE TOWN GOES TO SLEEP, YOU CAN HEAR THE SOUND OF SOMETHING DEVIOUS![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][b]"Not exactly." She said, accidentally stepping on something which made a 'mush' sound. Recoiling her front foot, she lifted it only to find a dead bug on the underside. She winced and brushed her paw across the ground. "I know a really pretty pool though. Where I practice." She said idly, not really giving a reaction as she didn't notice what she was saying.

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    Her ears pricked with interest at the mention of a pool 'Oh really? That's cool!" She would spin on the balls of her feet so that she was now facing Witchkit directly, her brows wiggling mischeviously. "Show me?" Dreamkit would suggest, waving her tail in a motion for her compainion to lead the way.


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    "Sure, sure! Follow." She commanded and she turned straight around, brushing past the ferns of which they just came through. "It's not far, actually." She commented to keep conversation rolling, and Witchkit bit her lip. Had she left the vials out? The spells? The scrolls? Oh shit, if she had, she suppose she might have a bit of explaining to do.

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    Dreamkit hurried after the black fae; eager to see what she was going to show her but also sensing a bit of the feline's unease. The child brushed it off as simple jitters being as she was completely unaware of what she was about to be shown. "So, when you say 'practice'," She would begin to ask as she ducked and weaved around obsicles while following Witchkit. "what do you mean?" Maybe Witchy was into some secret warrior training, or hunting practice. Whatever it was, Dreamkit could totally keep a secret.


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    "You can't spill this to anybody. I need this to be kept under wraps for as long as possible and it's because I fucked it all up last time that I'm having to say this. I didn't put the stuff away and I'm a damn idiot." Witchkit rambled with a flick of her ebony tail. "You hear?"


    She then carried on walking, hearing the familiar bubbling of the pool somewhere in the distance. All she needed to spot was the winding barbed wire that closed off the spring from the rest of the territory.

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    Her eyes widened as Witchkit suddenly took a serious tone, well more serious then usual at least. Nodding her head silently she would listen; mumbling her agreement with a slight tilt to her head as she gazed towards her friend with puzzlement. Whatever was going on Dreamkit could tell it was serious. "I won't say anything, dude, relax." She would try to sound as reassuring as possible before continuing to walk behind the feline. "You're my only friend anyway, who would I tell?" She would joke aiming to lighten the mood as a spiny wire fence came into view followed by the familiar babbling of water.


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    Moving into the hollow area of the tree, the onyx feline hummed out a beautiful tune. [b]"No need to fret, lindreh." She beckoned. "I am only a child, like you. There is no need to be afraid if you are."

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    Dreamkit's mouth dropped open at the sight of where her friend had led her too. Thousands of curious questions filled her mind but the smoke fae figured it'd be best to wait and see what Witchy had to show her. "How'd you find out about this place?" Truthfully she felt a bit hesitant being as the child had a phobia of the dark, but she soon swallowed her fear with a big gulp as her lust for exploring won out. Dreamy moved to follow her companion, her pointed ears swiveling every which way with unease.


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    "Down here, Dream. Do not worry about the door for it shall close by itself, we will be out of the darkness soon." Witchkit soothed, before steadily moving down into the tunnel which was held up with wooden braces and illuminated with handmade candles. "Nothing to fear. Do you hear the pool bubbling?"

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    Taking the dark cats tail gently in her maw she would speak a muffled agreement around a mouthful of fur. As they traveled through the tunnel the feline's ears would twist nervously, the coldness of the tunnel making her fur stand on end. This whole thing was pretty strange, and she was honestly surprised that the clan didn't know about this place. Not that she would tell them, she just assumed they'd discovered everything by now.
    Dreamkit had to admit though, this made her feel pretty important. Her friend was showing her something she'd never shown anyone before and that made her pretty damn happy. "I hear iff," Dreamy would say trying to sound somewhat understandable. God, Witchy sure had a lot of fur!


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    A bubbling pool which would probably have been used as a hot tub if Witchkit hadn't found it first lay dead center in the clearing. It was surrounded by stones, intricate patterns carved in each one. Along the edge of the clearing, shaded by a large tree which overhung the clearing sat shelves and shelves of vials, some empty and ready to be used, while some held luminous, fluorescent liquid, corks pressed into the tops to avoid spillage or insects. The girl's spell book was kept on a stand made of marble, something her mentor had brought in for her.


    Now, she waited for a reply from her friend.

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    Releasing a gasp of wonder the smokey fae would let her eyes wander around the room. Now she understood why Witchkit was so secretive about this place, it was simply beautiful! Dreamkit would tentatively pace forward to examine the vials, each one looking more and more interesting as her seafoam oculars would roam to other parts of the clearing.
    Since they had reached their destination the child figured now was the time for her questions. She had so many that she decided just to stick with the important ones. "So, what's all this stuff for? And how did you find this place?" Stepping back around to gaze at her almost identical looking friend, her tail swaying back and forth in eagerness.


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    "The book with my name on it is for casting spells and learning how to control my powers. My mentor brought it here especially for me. They are the one who showed me this place, and they took me as their apprentice, which I was overjoyed at. I'd be able to master witchcraft, live up to my name, I suppose."

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    Dreamkit would listen intently to her friends explanation, becoming filled with more and more fascination as she spoke on. Once she was finished the femme would move over to where Witchy sat, meeting her green eyes to the dark cats purple ones. "That... Is the coolest sh*t I've ever heard." Dreamy would state rather matter of factly, flashing her friend a wide lopsided grin. "Can you show me some of your magic? I mean, if you won't get in trouble for it that is."


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    Trying not to look disappointed the child would smile and nod with eagerness. Who knows when a potion like that would become useful? "I'd love to learn!" The dark fae would respond, excited to see what kinds of stuff her friend was learning.


    //rushed, sorry Dx


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