Mothpaw had given Oceangull the classic generic weekly task: announce a patrol, take some clanmates, mark the border. Most cats would have shaken their heads and groaned, procrastinating until later in the week. But not Oceangull; his eyes were wide and barely blinking as he rushed to the center of the camp, shaking a little bit with excitement. "Hey, guys! I'm leading a border patrol, anyone wanna come?" he announced boldly. He quickly realized he was quivering and stood tall, trying to appear as confident as he could. You're a warrior now. You're capable of leading patrols.
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