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"Why not right now? We can get use the water in time to see the stars out." The she-cat meowed. She stood and stretched. How had she not seen him? Maybe she was just that unsociable. "Ready when you are." She added, her voice quivering from thee excitment of swimming.

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Ashstreak nodded, indicating he was ready. The tom gave her a playful smile, "Beat you there." With those words, the tom dashed over. His speed somewhat lacking, considering the weight of the mud latched to his fur slowed his speed. The bramble would be difficult to past through, and as he neared them the tom leaped in an attempt to just skip them entirely. Unfortunately, that did not work. He was off nearly by half, and Ashstreak winced as the brambles scratched his fur. He clenched his jaw, and began working through them.
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Arwenfur chuckled. She shot off herself. Being smaller and more agile, she seemed to make it easily. She weaved, ducked, and pushed her way throw, only getting stuck a little. At the end she had force her way through. She tumbled head over tail, rolling until she hit a tree. Now she was upside down and and in a daze. But she flipped over and shook her head. Then she bolted off yet again.

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The feline chuckled as he spotted Arwenfur clumsily roll. He gave her a goofy smile, before he dashed over again. Ashstreak and her were neck-and-neck, but he wasn't going to give up easily even with the bramble mixed in with his fur. They were nearing the pond, and it was a fascinating color under the moonlight. He had always enjoyed this part the best, the water glowed brightly as it lapped quietly. He found a new sense of speed, and the tom pushed hard with his legs; urging himself forward.
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Arwenfur growled as he passed her. Seeing the water she pushed forward, legs burning, lungs feeling like they are going to burst. She was moving so fast that her eyes watered. She closed them. The water came rushing up to her as she made the finale leap, splashing into the water. No doubt Ashstreak won but she felt good. She swam to the surface, her head bobbing on the surface. She swam in a tight circle. "
"You won!" SHe meowed to the tom.
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Ashstreak chuckled, shaking his head lightly as he swam through the water "You must hit your head harder than you thought," He mewed, a small smile on his lips "You won." Although the tom knew he was a split second ahead, Ashstreak wanted to let her win. His paws kicked easily in the water, the coolness of it refreshing him. It was rather splendid, all of it. He enjoyed her company and the Ashstreak splashed playfully at her. With another grin, he opened his mouth large for a breath and dunked his head underwater. His eyes opened and the underwater pond looked magnificent. His eyes shown bright in the dark water and he cast a glance at Arwenfur.
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Leopardclaw sat in camp, she allowed the sun to warm her pelt. She was bored, she thought of going hunting but she didn't exactly feel like it. She was in the mood for an adventure. I wonder where Wof-fang is. she wondered. I think that today was his first training session with Nightpaw. That must have been interseting! Leopardclaw got up and casually excited the camp entrance. She padded through the forest, her head raised as the tried to make out Wolf-fang's scent trail.

"Oh." meowed Wolf-fang. "Well. If you really cared you would interigate your mother about it. But who am I to say? You can make your own decisions." With a lash of his tail Wolf-fang turned and paced out of the mossy clearing and disappeared into the undergrowth.

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Arwenfur watched as he ducked under. She sucked in a breath and dove under, legs churning. She spun around and around until she spotted the silver tabby pelt of Ashstreak. She smiled before looking up. The dim light of the moon shone above the two, turning their fur pale and silvery. She looked back at the tom before smirking. She dove deeper, disappearing from his sight in the darkness. The water was cold down here. She touched the bottom before feeling the urge to swim back up. Ears popping, she forced her way up, taking a breath and disappearing under water again. She battted at Ashstreak's nose, even though her attempts were slow in the water.
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'Uh.. ok." The thought of telling her Clan leader about her weird ability was quite unsettling to Frostpaw. "sure. Let's go!" the anxious apprentice leaped into the foliage of the forest. She could hear Hawktalon bounding after her. She had a new rush of energy. Frostpaw imagined a group of cats racing beside her. She-cats, toms, black, tabby, white, brown, cream and tortishell pelts all accomapanied her. This is my Clan! she realized abruptly. It wasn't really LotusClan though, it was a Clan that she commanded, a Clan that she was the leader of. Frostpaw burst through some bushes and yowled with surprise as she collided with a golden spotted cat. The image of her Clan racing at her side was gone, Frostpaw looked up to see Leoaprdclaw looking down at her. Frostpaw straightened up, she avoided the warriors eyes and stared down at her shuffling paw. "U.. Sorry about that Leoaprdclaw." the apprentice apologized.

The tortie apprentice looked over at the Tom as he walked away. Night paw got to his paws racing after his mentor "maybe."

Dapplestream's ears perked at the voice of one of her clan mates turning to face him. The she cat slowly nodded her head "sure." She mewed moving out of camp.

Pondfrost yawned as she slowly got up from her nest moving to the outside. She hummed softly looking around as she padded around the mostly empty camp. While in the process of getting up waking up her cousin.

Viperstrike mumbled something under his breath as he began to wake up softly glaring at the grey she cat. He sighed slowly moving to his paws looking for tigerclimb.

Hawktalon gasped as Frostpaw leaped away without him. She didn't even really know how to hunt! Luckily her scent trail was strong. Hawktalon froze when he head a yowl, then continued in at a faster pace. i hope that Frostpaw isn't hurt! What kind of reflection would that have on my ego? Hawktalon burst through a barrier of bushes only to see Frostpaw sitting at the paws of Leopardclaw. "Frostpaw!" he snarled, sounding much more angry than concerned. "Why did you run ahead like that! And with that yowl! A thought that a fox got you or something!" Hawktalon looked up to Leopardclaw. "I'm so sorry about that. My apprentice is quite reckless. Again, I apologize. I assure you that it won't happen again."

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Ashstreak spotted the cat moving up for a breath and he instantly did the same. As he swam back down, he spotted Arwenfur moving her paw. He was confused and didn't realize she was trying to batter his nose. As her paw brushed against his nose, Ashstreak let out a laugh causing water to enter his mouth. The tom forced his legs to carry him as he took another large breath before dunking himself again. He swam as deep as she was, and gave her a childish grin as if saying "So, that's how you wanna play?" He swatted at her ear playfully, his movement slow and similar to hers.
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Tigerclimb sat on the outskirts of the camp, her gaze upon the rising moon. It was all rather beautiful and she found herself to be in a trance. She giggled softly, and soon broke contact with the moonlight. She shifted her position, the uncomfortable posture causing her to stir. She finally stood, no longer enjoying the once peaceful situation. Her eyes traveled through the camp, where she spotted her best friend; Viperstrike. A grin formed on the feline's lips and she bounded towards hims "Just waking up, huh?" She chuckled, "Seems you may have slept a little longer than you hoped." A playful smile proved to him that she was simply joking, but she flicked her tail towards the moon as if to prove her words.
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Speckledscar stepped outside the warriors' den. He shook his pelt ferociously, trying to get any moss that may be attached to his fur out. His long whiskers were tangled with each other and he had to keep twitching his nose to get them free of one another. When he had complete both tasks, he simply walked over to the side of the den and sat down, watching the Clan go along with their own business. He wondered how long he had been sleeping for and what the clan had been doing in his absence.

Leoaprdclaw gasped as she heard a yowl and a weight crashed into her. The warrior sat up to see none other that the deputy's apprentice, Frostpaw, sitting at her paws. Hawktalon quickly appeared behind his apprentice and began scolding her and apologizing. "It's quite alright, Hawktalon. She is an apprentice, after all. Go easy on her will you?" Leoapardclaw leaned over so that only Frostpaw could hear her whisper. "Don't listen to him. He's so full of himself. I think that he has quite forgotten what a curious apprentice he used to be. Off now, on you way!" she ushered Frostpaw towards her mentor.

Frsotpaw shrunk down at her mentor's fierce tone. Not only that, he didn't even sound concerned! But Frostpaw had seen queens be lying in their nest for days when their kits went missing and then when the kits returned instead of comforting them they would break out into a rage. The black apprentice was glad to see that Leopardclaw took the accident so lightly. Whew! I'm really glad that it wasn't Wolf-fang that I slammed into! Frostpaw listened to Leoaprdclaw's whispered words. Frostpaw's eyes glowed with surprise, it was hard to imagine Hawktalon being a curious kit. She had always thought of him as nothing but a strong, serious, hard working warrior. Frostpaw got up and hurried to her mentor's side. "Are we still going hunting?" she asked hopefully.

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The tortie apprentice looked over at the Tom as he walked away. Night paw got to his paws racing after his mentor "maybe."

Dapplestream hummed softly as she moved through the territory her tail flickering back and forth as she walked. The tortoiseshell warrior lifted her nose to the air sniffing the air "We should go fishing the water is cooling at this time of day."

Pondfrost licked at her light grey fur a small smile of her petite face. The warrior looked around the camp wondering if the queens or kits needed anything.

The large tom sighed his fluffy tail twitching as he listened to the energetic she cat. His amber gaze flickering to the moon and nodded his head "I guess so."
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Tigerclimb nudged Viperstrike, "Come on, let's get something to eat." She grinned at the tom. Many cats thought it was odd, how close the two were. Tigerclimb was the energetic, excited, loved-to-joke-around cat, and Viperstrike was basically the exact opposites. She gently attempted to give him a small shove, in a playful manner, before she dashed forwards. Her stomach growled, and she hadn't realized how famished she was. Her paws treadled lightly along the camp's ground, and she was nearing the fresh-kill pile only to notice how small it was.
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