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Flarewind stepped out of the warriors den to breathe in the scent of his clan. "What a beautiful day for hunting." he breathed to himself.
The dark ginger tom stretched his back leg's with a yawn. He shook his head to get himself to make the sleep leave from his pelt. Flarewind groomed his fur and walked over to a shady part of camp to sit by himself. He had no friends or a family, so he was always on his own like this.
"But I can't go hunting on my own. That sounds lonely." Flarewind meowed to himself with hope that someone heard him. Well it wouldn't surprise me if no one heard me.
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