[Okay if I join? 
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Remy, unaware of the events occurring, ventured about, her stubby paws scrambling over large rocks and even small rocks. She was about the size of a kitten, with long, creamy brown fur and dark blue eyes. Those very eyes searched out the flutter of wings, even the glint of a feather in the sunlight. Bird-watching was this pup's weakness.
:) Stephanie touched something smooth and cool, and she knew it was her glasses. Putting on the bifocals, she looked to her side and found her book. Putting the book in the backpack sitting beside the tree [which was full of other books], she looked up at the sky. A raindrop splattered on the lenses of her glasses.
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"I got that package you wanted, Dad..." Stephanie muttered, throwing the leather-bound object at her father. David, her dad, caught the object with a little difficulty. "Everything okay?" Her father coughed, the fifty-four year old man blinking in annoyance. Stephanie scowled at him, "No. Everything is not okay. Next time you send me in that neighborhood, remind me your friends are lunatics!" She stomped out of the run-down trailer, feet crunching on the gravel driveway. I have to call Cathleen... She thought, a plan forming in her brain.
Rattlerpaw and the other apprentices, each from different Clans, edged toward the picnic area, wary. "Smells too weird." Dolphinpaw said, her bright aqua eyes twinkling. Rattlerpaw looked at the silver-tabby she-cat, scowling. "I think it smells like food, so shut up." Ratpaw stepped in front of Dolphinpaw protectively, the dull gray she-cat snarling. "Take your own advice, mouse-brain."
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Newtpaw frowned, "C'mon guys, free food! We can take it back to our clans!" Ratpaw shrugged, although something flashed in her eyes, as if there was only one cat in her clan she would bring food to at all. Rattlerpaw nodded, his hunger for his own warrior name deciding his answer. Dolphinpaw was just excited to get to explore such a large, delicious smelling place.
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"Watch, and learn, kits." Ratpaw sighed, running and jumping onto a table. A two-leg looked surprised, then horrified, tossing a chicken-wing at the apprentice. Dolphinpaw and Newtpaw gasped, but Ratpaw caught the meat in her jaws, turning back to them indifferently.
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Ratpaw jumped down, and Dolphinpaw raced toward her friend. "Can I try, Ratpaw?" She begged, aqua eyes pleading. Ratpaw scoffed at her best friend, "Sorry Dolphinpaw, but you're not ugly like me."
Rattlerpaw nodded in agreement, and Newtpaw flinched, looking apologetic.
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"You are not ugly!" Dolphinpaw protested, and Ratpaw arched her only brow. The left side of her face was criss-crossed with horrific scars, inflicted when she was a kit. Rattlerpaw sighed, his gray tabby pelt bristling at the sudden scent of two-legs. "Run!" He yowled, turning around and running.
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[glow=red,2,300]Newtpaw yowled in surprise, her gray-tabby pelt fluffing up to make herself look bigger. She ran after Rattlerpaw, the RiverClan apprentice's paws thudding on the grassy field. "C'mon Ratpaw!" Dolphinpaw gasped, launching herself after them, looking back to make sure her friend was behind her.
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[glow=red,2,300]Ratpaw picked up the chicken-wing, savoring the taste as her mouth watered. No matter, she had to make sure they all got back safe. Rattlerpaw, his paws flying over the perfectly manicured field, scented the air, running faster as the two-leg scent drew nearer.
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[glow=red,2,300]Dolphinpaw followed Dustypaw up the tree, her claws digging into the bark desperately. Newtpaw glanced back, copper eyes widening as she realized Dolphinpaw was no longer behind her.
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[glow=red,2,300]Ignoring the other cat's presence, Dolphinpaw yowled down from the second lowest branch on the tree, "Hurry Ratpaw! Hurry!" Ratpaw, the chicken-wing clamped in her jaws, glanced up the tree, pale grey eye widening at the height. She couldn't make that!
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[glow=red,2,300]Rattlerpaw crossed back into the WindClan border, sighing in relief. Newtpaw raced past him, heading for the RiverClan border. Ratpaw, deciding against doing nothing, ran for one of the crowded two-leg tables.
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[glow=red,2,300]Ratpaw ripped the flesh of the chicken-wing off the bone in a frenzy, her stomach growling.
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[glow=red,2,300]Caniskit sniffed among the food, her liver-colored pelt glossy and freshly groomed. A strange red liquid smelling of berries drew her attention.
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[glow=red,2,300]The young WindClan kit lapped at the liquid, relishing in the rich berry taste.
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[glow=red,2,300]Caniskit hiccuped, yellow eyes blinking slowly. Ratpaw yawned as she finished the chicken-wing, licking her greasy paws.
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[glow=red,2,300]Dolphinpaw sat in the oak tree, aqua eyes wide. The ThunderClan apprentice was still frozen from her earlier fright. Ratpaw shook out her dull gray pelt, sighing.
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[glow=red,2,300]Ratpaw stretched, stepping out from under the deserted picnic table. Her scarred face was somewhat hidden from view. Caniskit curled up beside the punch bowl, mewling softly.
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[glow=red,2,300]Dolphinpaw jumped down from the oak tree, landing daintily on her four paws. Ratpaw jumped onto the picnic table, sniffing around for some more food.
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