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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=8]It had been quite some time since Gingerkit had been found abandoned at the border by that morning border patrol, one of the first to find him being Otterpaw. Of course, nobody had dared to tell him that he was not only abandoned but by BloodClan, one of SkyClan's biggest enemies-- Why would they? The kit, named by Otterpaw, would fare much better thinking that he was purebred SkyClan.


    Gingerkit flopped out of the nursery near noon, having slept in that morning, letting out a soft 'oof!' as he fell face-first into the cold snow. However, he was quick to bounce right back up, shaking his thick orange fur as he toddled on over to the fresh-kill pile, licking his lips. Prey, here he comes!


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    Otterpaw had been carrying a rabbit to the nursery for the queens' eating; and she was about to turn tail and leave, before a familiar mess of orange and white fell before her.


    The brown-furred molly outright squealed, bouncing on her paws and nearly tearing up at the sight; that was her kit! The one she had found by the border! "Gingerkit! Oh my g-g-gosh, y-you've g-grown! Oh, uh, I-I-I d-don't kn-know i-i-if y-you r-re-remember m-me -- I-I'm Otterpaw!" she gently meowed, lowering her head to Gingerkit's height and holding a paw close to her chest.


    Otterpaw, of course, had regularly visited the nursery after Gingerkit's adoption; but it had been awhile, as Otterpaw had been busy with her training and patrols. Seeing the kitten out of the nursery was so nice; especially since he looked so healthy and bright, much different than when he was found, cold and wet on the border, sitting in the deep snow.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=8]The little tom's gaze immediately flicked upwards to focus on Otterpaw as she gave a loud squeal, obviously surprised at the sudden outburst from the molly. However, once she stated her name, he gave a big grin, and a pleased mrrow escaped his maw. "Oh, yeah! Otterpaw! Y' used to visit me a lot!" He said in his awkward, slurred voice, nodding his head.


    "I 'aven't seen you in a loooong while! 'Ave you been trainin'? Bein' an apprentice seems like a lot of fun!" He rambled happily, bouncing up to his paws and giving a happy purr her direction. "One day, I'll be big as you, and I'm gonna be an apprentice, too! The best one out of my group of kits, yeah!"


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    "Mhm! I-I named y-you, too, y-y-y'know. O-oh, I-I-I'm s-sure it h-hasn't b-been th-that long, b-but yeah -- a-a-and it is fun, b-but it's h-hard work, t-too!" Otterpaw said, grin growing larger as the kit spoke; and it was just a bit nice to hear that he, too, formed his words oddly, since Otterpaw and Stumpypaw were essentially alone together in their stuttered speech. "I-I'm s-sure you'll be the best. M-m-maybe I'll even b-be your mentor, if I can pass m-my t-tests and be-become a warrior in time," Otterpaw mused, looking into the distance as she silently calculated the time until Gingerkit would be an apprentice and Otterpaw herself would be a warrior. It could work out; after all, Ottie had been training her tail off to be the best hunter and fighter she could be.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=8]Gingerkit gave a surprised blink as Otterpaw announced that she had named him-- He hadn't known that, really, but perhaps it made sense with how sentimental she was towards him? He didn't really mind it, of course. He liked Otterpaw a whole lot! However, at the thought of her being his mentor was what really got him excited, eyes widening into different colored saucers. "Whoa! Really? Ev'ryone says that I 'ave a few moons to go until I can be an apprentice! Th't would be sooooo cool!"


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    "W-we'll see!" Otterpaw said, shrugging her shoulders and hoping that this hope would not end in disappointment; but Otterpaw was rather sure that, no matter the mentor that Gingerkit ended up with, he would just be happy to be an apprentice. That had been the case for Otterpaw; she had hoped to be apprenticed to a certain DarkClan warrior that she still fondly remembered, but was happy enough to get the mentor she had gotten. Well, not that she stayed in his tutelage long -- after all, Otterpaw had left to join SkyClan in the end. An interesting -- if off-topic -- train of thought, that was; but it was broken by a realization. Nobody had told Gingerkit that he was not truly the kit of a SkyClan queen, had they? That Otterpaw had found him on the border?


    Ah well -- Otterpaw was a little disappointed that her heroism went without notice from the rescued kitten, yes, but surely would not shatter the little kitten's reality. He could wait til he was older, surely.
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