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    Rookfeather groaned and padded after, with barely enough strength to stay on his paws. He felt a bit humiliated that they had done such a number on him, but he managed to find the strength to keep watching.


    Fellowshipkit watched them, a little bit glad that they had stopped. She wasn't entirely sure what she thought of the big tom and the smaller apprentice, but she didn't really enjoy seeing them get attacked like that. Did...did this mean that the others would be mad at her for not joining in? She looked down at her paws, a bit ashamed.

    Stoneheart groomed himself. He checked the wind. "Rains coming," he murmured. The tom looked at Memorypaw. She looked so like his sister... Shaking away that feeling of recognition, Stoneheart went over to the fresh-kill pile and picked up a frog.

    distractionkit sneered at the disapearing form of rookfeather, and aburtly turned away. the dark blue tom-kit stalked past fellowshipkit muttering under his breath.