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Name: Moonpaw
Description: Gray and white fur, blue eyes, tom
I need a mentor to show me the world
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A black and white tom lays on the grass after brutally being beaten by a group of rouges. "Ouch if only somebody could save me."
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"Huh" Drypaw says shyly "Oh thank you, I thought people were just going to leave me here."
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"Wow I saw so many cats pass me earlier now two came to rescue me" Drypaw blushes as he doesn't know why two cats came to save "Thank you both of you."
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"Well one thing is for sure is that i am never going back to a clan" Drypaw starts to tear up about his past, "My old clan kicked me to the curb, and I have been surviving as a loner for a moon now." Starts to stand up and feel some strength.
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"So which of you two want to run, run off where no cat can stop us." Drypaw says comforting "No duties will have to be preformed, just two cats fending for themselves"
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May I join?
Name: Nightkit
Description: Black tom with green eyes
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"What is your name?" Drypaw purrs "Mine is Drypaw but if i do leave the forest i will call myself Dry."
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"This is still akward two cats still going after" Dry giggles "I dont know who to pick you both are so kind."
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"How about proving loyalty?" Dry says "It might prove who is a better mate."
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"Loyalty question number one, if we ever have kits and a rouge was attacking me who would you save first, me or the kits" Dry announces.
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"I know Nina you if that would happened I would know you would raise them well as I watched from Starclan." Dry smiles.
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"Loyalty question 2, if I died would you lose faith in starclan" Dry announces. Thinks of how wonderful both cats would be a mother of.
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"Wow this is really good answers, ok, number three. If I ran right now would you think i would come back." Dry says.
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"Final question, what would you do if I was on the verge of dying." Dry says, thinking of who he is going to pick.
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"All good answers" Dry says, thinks deeply and says "I need to ask one more question, how much do you care about me."
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Looks down and whispers to self 'maybe somebody will think of what i am thinking'.
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"Ok time for my answer, this wont be easy. "Dry looks down, then up and says " Nina I care for you as the amount of stars in silverpelt, nina will you run off with me?"
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"Dust i hope there is a cat out there who will care for you a lot and decide you are their mate, but something told me to pick Nina and only StarClan knows."
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"Ok then lets go" Dry runs off with Nina "Ok it is getting dark, we need a place to rest."
