Whisperingpaw(39/100)
Whisperingpaw woke up in a dark place. The young tom slowly got up, his body aching from nothing.
'The voices are gone..' He thought, smirking at the silence. He rarely got any silence, with the voices blabbering constantly and complaining about every little thing. Whisperingpaw padded into the dark trees, his tail flicking with annoyance at no particular thing.
'Maybe Leopardsong was right..Maybe I do need to meet more cats.' He thought, ready to somehow leave before he saw a molly in the distance. The apprentice growled and crouched, using his hunters crouch that he'd just learned. His belly fur barely ruffled the grass as he approached.
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