But she wasn't even [open; meet and greet] born in winter..

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:none; width:auto; height:auto; text-align:center; color:DeepSkyBlue; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-1px; margin-top:10px;]Winter[I]paw[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Settling herself down in one of the warmer patches of sun, the shecat stiffened herself up. [b]"Hello? If anyone there? My name's Winter- well, paw." She wasn't quite sure whether or not to call herself that yet since she'd turned six moons but she was still absent a mentor and a ceremony. However, that'll have to do for now.
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    Snakehiss flicked in ear in disinterest towards the kits. Whose bright idea was it to pick a name that was already being used? Whatever happened, the other Winterpaw was still the better one. "Hm." He grunted.
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    [size=7pt]Killing must feel good to God, too. He does it all the time, and are we not created in his image?


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    Curious.


    It looked as if her sister had put herself out there, for whatever reason. Probably because she doesn't feel socialized enough among her own family, she pointed out to herself and she almost rolled her eyes. Yes, it probably didn't help a bubbly personality like Winterpaw that her littermate's prefered method of interaction included absolute silence unless the subject concerned an analytical topic or else possessed more meat than the general niceties.


    Still, Silkpaw supposed this offered the opportunity to observe the behaviors of her clanmates. She yawned, stretched, and exited the apprentice den, cutting a black shadow through the snow until she was seated near Winterpaw and their younger brother Ghostkit.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]It was a little strange at first to have another cat around with the same name as her. But in all honesty, it actually seemed pretty cool to Winterpaw. It would be great fun to have a friend with the same name, until of course Winterpaw was made a warrior.


    With her injured leg still affecting her, the silver tabby hobbled over to 'Winterpaw'. "Hello Winterpaw, how are you?" The she-cat asked, eyes glistening with amusement at the strange feeling she got when she did this. It was almost as though she was saying hello to herself.


    Winterpaw then noticed Snakehiss, who was not looking all that friendly and gave him a little nudge of encouragement. There was no need to be rude to their clanmates, even if they did share the same name.
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