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The young tabby femme was walking around curiously around camp. How many others had done the same before her? She didn't know and highly doubted she ever would. Not giving the rather pointless question much thought, Steam scanned her WindClan home and purred contentedly. Her mind then whirled into a pool of imagination where she thought of knowing many, many others and maybe even getting to be a high position. However, as of now, getting to know people seemed more realistic. And that's what she planned to do.
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