Silverpaw...

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    Ooc: sorry, I'm new here...correct me if I'm doing anything wrong ^^"


    Ic:
    Silverpaw padded up to what looked like a thorn tunnel, curious. She smelled scents of many cats here. Is this a Clan? she wondered. Her mother, Nightleaf, had been born to a Clan that had long since died off. She used to tell Silverpaw great stories about the strong warriors of her Clan, and had even given Silverpaw a Clan name. Silverpaw bit her lip. Ever since her mother's death a moon ago, she was more afraid of the world. She shifted her paws, sighed, and started to pad into the thorn tunnel.


    Ooc: It is a thorn tunnel, right? o.o"

    "Who's there?" Wrathbane challenged, peering out. To his surprise, he only found an apprentice, so he relaxed.


    {You're doing everything fine!}