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Originally Posted by Joeboe_Bean
A little silver tom raced over to Frogbelly, completely losing balance and tumbling head over paws to a stop infront of the warrior.
The little tom, Ivorypaw, hopped up and shook out his fur. "Frogbelly! We're going on a hunting- ohh you're eating," the apprentice realized. He paced around and around the older warrior.
"I'm gonna see if I can catch a raven," he mewed, and then proceeded to chatter about nonsense until they could join their morning hunting patrol.
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//Sorry this is late! I forgot about itXD
Frogbelly smiled at the apprentice.
"'S OK, I am almost finished," he mewed through a mouthful. The blue-grey warrior took the un-edible pieces of his food and buried them in a hole, making sure to stamp them down properly.
"Right. I am ready. Lets go on that patrol."
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