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The Queen of Mean silently padded over to the commotion in the camp. Her tattered ears already drifted down to press against her head as Lynxshade called the clan for swimming. Swimming... when leafbare was right around the corner? What in the world made her think that this was a good idea?!
Dawnstar gave a low growl of disapproval. Elmshadow was going to his den filled with cats with either green cough or worse. Although Dawnstar was all for the clan learning new things, she preferred it when the weather was fitting. She was debating on making Lynxshade shut the whole event down and rescheduling this during a warmer season.
These were the days she wondered if she was being over-paranoid. No one else seemed particularly troubled by the weather... as much as she didn't like it at all, Dawnstar settled on letting this play out. She could always tear off Lynxshade's head if there was an increase in sickness after the event.