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Suspiciousmindz
Salmonpaw trotted into the cave, her paws splashing small puddles that had appeared on the cave floor. The air was so cold, she could see silvery wisps drifting aimlessly around, white clouds coming out from her nose and mouth as she exhaled. Salmonpaw looked around. All she could see was the purple-grey hues of the stone walls around her. The apprentice sniffed. It was very quiet and calm; the training cave was usually full of cats and there was barely and space for any cat to groom themselves. The she-cat sat down, wrapping her skinny tail over her small paws and waited patiently for her mentor, Lotusheart, to arrive.