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Cluckcluck1215 said:
Morningpaw trotted up the hill."We should go to the Moonpool first, see if StarClan will share with-"Se paused, looking at the sky."Wait....I just relized, it's still Moonhigh...It should be about dawn by now...."She looked back at the other cats.
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"What are you suggesting?" Coldshard asked.
 
She finally scented a cat, a lot of cats. She pricked her ears in confusion. Where am I, she thought to herself. She pushed away the thought still determined. Is it maybe Morningpaw I scent? She pushes on with foolish bravery.
 
Thunderwave had remained silent through the tempest of bickering. His heart too longed to speak with Sunwhisper, to at least explain to the sister that was so close to him why he had left, he could not express the bond in words; so he did feel sympathy at Morningpaw's first words. And despite Coldshard's harsh remarks, "I trust Starclan and Coldshard, the prophecy did say under the cloak of black and white, and, well, his pelt is black and white enough for me." He mewed good-naturedly as they were running to the moonstone.
 
She comes on a shimmery hill. She sees a group of cats, racing up the hill. Deciding this is to big to pass up, she fumbles in the dark up the hill. She hides in a bush and waits for the cats to come back. She feels it is important and knows she will never be part of it. I'm just that dumb cat from the woods with no friends and parents.
 
AMERAUCANAS4REAL said:
"I am aware of that," said Coldshard, appalled that she hadn't taken the hint in his tempestuous monologue that he knew the other clans were sick. "Just because the Smokeclan," he spat as though it were a vulgar pack of rats, "matters, doesn't mean I care. I cannot believe that a Splashclan cat, lacking the disease that plagues us, sees the way we must go. Perhaps she doesn't have compassion for feelings," he spat, realising he may have used Heronpaw as an item of loathsome comparison, thinking he may have gone to far. He was starting to like the sarcastic little cat.
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"No no, there's no room in my life for feelings." Heronpaw shrugged.
AMERAUCANAS4REAL said:
"Coldshard didn't need to be told twice. He ran ahead to the moonstone thingy, but it was still quite a ways away.
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Heronpaw followed, keeping pace with the other cats as best she could.
 
Lavenderkit heard some cat yelling about Starclan. Is this that important, should I talk to them? Pushing away the thought of talking to them she follows, trying to keep pace and stay quiet. She stumbles and starts whimpering at the thorn in her pad. Suddenly not worried about them seeing her, she went, stumbling as quickly as she can, over to the running cats. "I h-hurt my paw, can you help?" She cowers in fear, second guessing her new plan.
 

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