"I see that, and good job little one!" Warscar smiled warmly, with a purr.
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"Hehe, okay then." She replied, before setting her head back on her paws. Glancing towards Bitterstar, before looking at the rest of the clan.
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"Agreed." She said with a smile, letting out a sigh.
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Warscar sat up, looking around for anything to do. "Maybe I should go out hunting too." She mumbled to herself as she saw the fresh kill pile.
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Cleo's tail wagged slightly as she ran.
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She followed behind him, with her tail flicking from side to side.
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"Hm? He's out hunting, whats wrong?" She asked, looking at the apprentice.
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Mellowstorm nodded in agreement.
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"What?!" She meowed, and quickly looked around camp. "We have to find Bitterstar, he'll know what to do!" Warscar finally called out.
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"Hrm?" Her ears twitched, before she quickly bolted towards the sound.
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Warscar soon got to a stop, then turned to the clan. "You heard him, quickly get out!" She called, then ran over and picked up Yarrowpaw.
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"Hmm..?" Warscar looked back, noticing Viperkit. She then set Yarrowpaw down, and went back for Viperkit.
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"Come on little one, lets get you out of here." She said, gently picking up the kit before running after the clan.
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Warscar kept running behind the others, as fast as her paws could carry her.
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Warscar stopped at the entrance to the den, putting Viperkit down. As she looked back for any others.
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She stood there for awhile, before making her way into the den.
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"Very well." Mellowstorm replied, with a yawn.
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Mellowstorm did the same, crawling into the warrior's den and quickly falling into a deep sleep in her bedding.
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Mellow storm twitched slightly as she slept, dreaming of her old life as a kittypet.
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Warscar crept forward, and nodded her head in agreement.