"I- no it doesn't matter." She decided, blushing.
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"I was hunting" lied Willowsong quickly
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"I-I was talking tojayflight. I had to find out if what you'd said was true. Thats all." she admitted, shuffling her paws and looking at the ground.
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Ottertail spun round, hearing a rustling behind him. "Silverkit!" He exclaimed, startled. "you startled me. What are you doing out here"
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OOC: welcome to thunderclan!
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"yes. It's not that I didn't trust you, I just had to hear it from his own mouth" explained willowsong.
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Willowsong decided not to follow them, in case she upset the kit again, so she decided to go hunting.
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IC: Pinekit wandered around in the forest, mewing helplessly for his mother. He was less than a moon old; his eyes hadn't opened yet. He had wandered away from the den and was now lost and hungry. Tripping over roots and branches, he wandered lost and helpless.
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Pinekit mewed as the cat picked him up. He started shivering, realizing how cold he was, then fell asleep.
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The first thing Willowsong noticed when she awoke was that it was dark. Pich black actually. And she was in a room somewhere, bumping up and down. She could hear engines, and realized she was in a lorry. She had been captured by twolegs. "hello?" She asked, hoping that there were cats here to keep her company. "anyone there?"
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Greypelt was hunting near snakerocks, hoping to catch more freshkill for the clan.
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"help!" Yowled Willowsong as she raced into camp. "we're under attack!"
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Greypelt watched them from behind a bush, curious
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Greypelt was intently watching the fish in the river. It was swollen with all the recent rains, and it was going very fast. Suddenly she felt dizzy, and, with a great splash, she fell into the rushing water. "help!" She yowled
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Greypelt reached out for the stick, but she was being swept downstream too fast. Her head want under, and she came up, coughing and spluttering.
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Greypelt was still watching...
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Pinekit was snoring. He wriggled, then yawned. He whimpered, missing his mother and confused by what was happening to him.
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"Look, over here" said willowsong from the other side of the camp, pointing at the mass of cats coming towards the camp "I circled 'round and came in from that side. What clan are they, I didn't see?"
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"I'm hunting" ottertail replied.
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Pinekit stopped whimpering and turned his head towards the new voice. He couldn't see yet, but he could hear well.