Frostpaw
Windclan apprentice
Purrks: Agatha Kitty(unactive)
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Something was off...she knew it, what was it? Frostpaw felt a twinge of suspicion as she padded quietly on the soft sand of Seastones her plumy tail whisking up a cloud of dust in her wake, ice-blue eyes flickering around timidly.
Though soon she realised what had changed, instead of Gingerstar sitting in his place as Riverclan's leader a new cat was there a tortie she-cat she didn't recognise. Was she the deputy? The apprentice couldn't remember but the real question was where was their leader?
Settling down by herself on the far side of the clearing the young she-cat couldn't stop herself staring at Larkwing her curiosity was at it's most powerful at the moment though she would never question this new cat she was hardly brave enough so all she could do was wait for them to announce what happened...if they announced it.
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