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Shadowpelt rushed forward, licked her nose, then darted toward the den exit. "Thank you Maplestar, thank you!" He bounded away, eager to start hunting for his clan."Without a doubt," Maplestar mewed.
"Cloverwhisker told me your scent in the nest was stale," Dapplestar pointed out. "It better not."
Silverstream dipped her head. "I won't." She said firmly, agreeing.