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Originally Posted by Honeystorm(she)
She shrugged, shifting her feet a little, looking down. Featherpaw thought for a moment before looking up. "Birds..? She asked hesitantly.
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The tom nodded at her answer and took something from the fresh-kill pile. "Though, I'd like for you to eat before we leave, we might not come back for a while and an hungry apprentice is not gonna be able to focus." Thrushwhisker mewed softly.