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Originally Posted by Mr.Pumpkin
"Alright." Stormpelt meowed "How about Fishing?" he meowed "You look like you need some like you never got your paws wet beofre." he snorted
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A scowl crossed the apprentice's maw "Sounds good" He took a deep breath, holding in some rather harsh words. He turned his attention to the camp entrance, choosing to ignore his mentors' last remark. He'd been in water plenty, enough to know he absolutely despised it. How funny, a Riverclan cat who hated water. He turned back "Are we leaving now?" He asked coldly.