"Yeah. Comas suck, and so does having to watch others become warriors while you're older than them and still an apprentice." She laughed.
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"Pretty soon." She smiled.
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She nodded. "When I met you, I think you were just made a warrior not too long before."
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"You're not too much older than me, so I guess I'm not that late."
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"We'd probably get a few strange looks from our Clanmates, though," Artisticpaw meowed, smiling.
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"You wouldn't be caring, and I would probably be wiggling around on the nursery floor with the other kits, depending on how old I would be."
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"But that won't be happening, luckily," she said with a smile.
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"Yeah, it is."
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"Yep, it's all pretty well. How's WindClan?" she asked.
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"Yeah. We haven't had many problems with rivals recently, as far as I know."
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"I have thought about this before. No, I'd probably just volunteer to stay back and look after the kits and the camp," Artisticpaw meowed softly. "Battles are strange things. They happen so quickly and you don't realize what you're doing, and by instinct you just leap at any enemies you see. What if I hurt you? I wouldn't forgive myself."
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She nodded. "I still don't get how cats never accidentally attack their own Clanmates."
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Artisticpaw shrugged. "Maybe."
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"I feel like we have nothing to talk about here, but once we're apart I'll have so much to say."
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"Name and business?" came the calm and steady voice of the she-cat. There had been a lot of cats from other Clans showing up at the border recently, but Artisticpaw couldn't remember the last time it was a BloodClanner. The cinnamon colored apprentice waited, senses alert in case he attacked. -
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"Who are you and why are you here?" she repeated, a bit confused, as she took a step closer. Did he not understand what she meant? Narrowing her amber eyes, Artisticpaw waited for his response. -
She nodded. "Yes. It'll be so much easier."
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ooc; wait how's he gonna join, they have a new territory?
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wait, the old one or the new one?
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oh okay C:
there are gonna be so many cats falling off the cliffs soon