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    Firth had been wandering everywhere, trespassing on accident. In his defense, he was still "new" to borders, and all he thought of them was that they smelled weird, and sadly fresh. Each one had it's own scent, but even then he wasn't curious to find out what they all smelled like. He had just passed one of these "damn smelly things" once again, and now he found himself within another territory, once again.


    If he didn't make it back to his new home, he would die unhappy that he didn't get his memory back. At least he wouldn't miss this life. He paced around a little more, studying the territory he was currently in.




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    The Phantomclan student had had experience with memory-loss before. Most of his early childhood had been erased by evil spirits after being separated from his parents. He ironically was originally from Windclan, but any memories of the clan were stolen. Luckily, he managed to come across Phantomclan's territory and was instantly taken in after he slept in an abandoned church within the borders. It was better for him, anyway, to forget all his past. It made it easier to have nothing to regret.


    With the asylum constantly noisy for some weird reason, the tabby was forced to leave the general camp and head out to the borders. He generally did his own border patrols every single morning, but occasionally would come out during the afternoon for some peace and quiet. This time, however, the student sniffed out a stranger. He had made trips to other clans as well, just based on curiosity, but he hadn't met anyone who did the same at his own home. He rounded a bush in attempt to follow the scent, and managed to catch a glimpse of the male. "Hello?"