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Crookedpaw padded up to the scene. Noticing two unfamiliar faces. "Hi." Crookedpaw growled to the two. He lashed the tip of his tail, giving the two an uneasy glare. It wasn't because he wanted to be rude to the two, he was just really grumpy and tired.

Crookedpaw noticed the kit, the kit seemed lonely. He took a deep breath and padded over to the tom. "Hi child," Crookedpaw mewed. His tone was sounding like a growl like always. He glared down at the black tom who was unfamiliar to him. His icy blue eyes were probably staring deep in his soul, making an uneasy stare at the kit. "What's your name?"

Crookedpaw blinked his eyes at the kit. "Hello," he mewed dipping his head to the cat. "I didn't catch your name, what was it again?"

Flowers? Almost everyone in his clan had that power. It made Crookedpaw wonder how these cats get powers. He didn't want any himself but the thought of it just fascinated him. "Congratulations," Crookedpaw mewed to the cat.

Crookedpaw gave a weak smile to the cat. "Well, nice to meet you Mittens." He mewed politely, dipping his head at the she-cat.

"I shall stop." Crookedpaw mewed, dipping his head at the cats. He shifted his paws awkwardly. "Sorry Ebonykit, I'm not as mean as Pitchfart." Crookedpaw purred, bringing a light smile upon his face.

"That's nice." Crookedpaw mewed, flicking his tail. "Hopefully you get along with everyone." He twitched his whiskers lightly.

"Welcome," Crookedpaw mewed, dipping his head to the newcomer. "Pleased to meet you." It seems so easy to get into any clan! Crookedpaw thought. What if these cats are traitors? They might just be from somewhere else. "My name is Crookedpaw." He mewed lastly.

"Hello," Crookedpaw mewed, padding towards the small group. "You guys wanna do somethin' fun? Pacing around and sitting is boring." He stretched out his two front paws. "We could hunt or something."

Crookedpaw shyly paced towards the frustrated figure shredding the grass. He flattened his ears. "You need something Awol?" He asked. Crookedpaw Cuffed his claws deeply into the ground, he had heard of all the stuff happening with HawkClan, but was unaware of what they had done.

Crookedpaw rolled his eyes at Pitchpaw with a slight grin on his face. "Crookedpaw," He greeted, dipping his head at the tom. "Nice to meet you."

Crookedpaw watched from a far at the two lovers. When was Pitch affectionate? Crookedpaw thought to himself. He sat in his place. Pitch must be high or something. Crookedpaw flattened his ears and let out a quiet purr of laughter. He amusingly watched the two. Oh, young love.

Crookedpaw noticed the two lovers. "Are you guys dating?" He asked obnoxiously. He scanned the two cats. He than put his serious face on. "Hey you!" He snarled to the she-cat. "You don't have ShadowClan scent on you!" He crouched down and cuffed his sharp claws in the ground, his lips curled and his icy-blue eyes glued on her.

Crookedpaw let out a little purr. "Don't lie to me Woman!" He growled. "You guys are dating, aren't you?" He gazed at the two cats. Crookedpaw then stood from his crouching pose. "Whatever, as long as you two fleabrains know what you are doing, then I outta let it pass." He lashed his tail back and forth.

Crookedpaw darted over to Darkpaw right when he heard the news, his body stiff. "Really?" He mewed in alarm, a slight yawn in his tone. "Are you serious woman?" His icy blue eyes filled with worry and frustration.

"Hello," Crookedpaw greeted to his clan mates. He opened his jaws and let out a yawn. Crookedpaw felt paralyzed from the heat today, although, He still loved the feeling of it.

Crookedpaw dipped his head at the she-cat respectfully. "Hi, I'm Crookedpaw," He greeted. "I don't believe we met before, right?" Maybe he had met the she-cat. Eh, Crookedpaw only has a memory span of seven seconds maximum.

Crookedpaw paced over to the unfamiliar she-cat. "Hello, I'm Crookedpaw." He mewed politely. "I don't think we ever met before." He started to curl his tail and shift his paws uncontrollably.

The heat of the sun brightened Crookedpaw's fur as he was laying silently on his side. Sun bathing on a hot day like this was one of his favorite things to do. He would always pace up to the nearest stream after he finished most of his apprentice work, and roll around or just relax happily. Crookedpaw could hear the water rushing and splashing near him. There was only the slightest bit of shade. He could feel his fur getting wet from the marshy ground under him.

Sometimes, he couldn't stay laying down so he would get up and run in circles. That was exactly what he did. Crookedpaw scrambled to his paws and started to dash around his area. He acted like a kit at most times, but he didn't care. While running, he could feel a warm breeze rush through his light brown tabby coat. Oh, what fun he had.

Crookedpaw jerked his head towards the NightWatcher. "Err, nothing." Crookedpaw mewed awkwardly, stopping himself from running. He shifted his paws and flattened his ears in embarrassment. "I w-was just having a little fun. You should join me."