Streampaw woke up when day light was pouring into her den.
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Ooc: do you have a mentor?
ic: Briarlight padded over to Silverpaw and greeted her. "Hey, welcome to the clan, i'm sure you're going to love it here." she mewed warmly
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oOC: Is briarkit near to being an apprentice or is this her 2nd day of er life.
Yes, i dreamed of a sunny field full of prey and many happy cats greeting me," she meowed.
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She grunted and fell back asleep only to wake up at the sound of a painful yowl.
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*Train explodes*
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'What are we doing today," she purred
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"What's that noise," she hissed
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Stream dodged it and let out a snarl. "Too afraid to use you own claws," she sneered.
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"Adventure," she squeaked.
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"What is it?" she asked
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Stream dodged his blow and looked at the rodent. "This isn't a battle you can fight," she snarled and then leaped into the air and landed up on a tall tree. She began to watch them torture the rodent. She didn't feel like having an unfair fight. She decided she would just watch.
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She screeched and nipped her sisters tail. "Unfair," she screeched.
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She grunted and started changing the elder's bedding again.
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"Let's go climb some trees," she whispered as they finished up.
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Brirarkit's tail lashed black and forth as she stared at her sister. "Your the windclan intruder, and i'm the all mighty Briarlight! She sprang at her sister and pretended to nip her ear and lash her underbelly, then bite her tail and scratch her flank. "I've defeated you," she meowed in pride.
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Brirarkit was gloating her victory.
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Brirarlight, a small she-cat with a black and brown pelt and a white under belly and amber eyes, was only a small kit. She was curled up and abandoned on top of some pine needles. Her mew was pitiful and hard to ignore ad before long a pack of wolves was staring at her. She hadn't opened her eyes yet so the wolves to her smelled like her family. If they would bring her to their pack, she would need another wolf to nurse off of.
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"Frostkit, are you ok?" she called.