Merlin gasped for breath as he trotted into the camp beside his sister. He had made it! Flintstar had challenged them, seeing if they could keep up, but the two former kittypets had followed his scent without a problem. The cold ground chilled his paw pads and his fur was wet from the sleet and snow, but the adrenaline pumping through his veins was keeping him plenty warm. He was here, and now that big cat was talking to the whole clearing! He huddled up next to Athena as he waited with bated breath to hear what Flintstar had to say.
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