Cloversun pulled the paw out of the marsh with a sickening, slurping sound, and shook it. She wondered why she bothered, she would be covered in mud by the time they had finished their hunting patrol. She was in a particularly smelly part of the swamp. It clogged her nose so that she could not scent any prey. StarClan, that croaking was getting on her nerves. She looked around to see if Darkray was anywhere near. @
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"And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies." - Haymitch