**Blackfir**
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MaryTheCrow
The young tom padded into camp, expecting his apprentice directly behind him, and headed first to the prey pile to drop his thrush and squirrel. He was confident he didn't have to show Juniperpaw where the prey pile was; out of all the cats in the clan the new apprentices likely knew camp better than any others, it wasn't
that long ago for Blackfir that he didn't remember the utter restlessness of those last couple moons in the nursery. He turned to Copperfire, giving a brief nod of respect before meowing,
"Wisteria Falls was quiet and prey rich. It was Juniperpaw's first time hunting and he did wonderfully, catching his first mouse." Blackfir was proud of his apprentice, as well, he admitted, as proud of himself for having and training his own apprentice.