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Originally Posted by Watson.
Frostkit stared with wide eyes, hard to tell if they were shocked or in awe. They took a step closer to Mushroomfur and sniffed the stump a bit, before speaking for the first time in this interaction. "Does it hurt?" An obvious question was it, but they said it with such a warm, timid tone that it was evident they were concerned. This kit won't be a great warrior, they'll be a good one.
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Mushroomfur felt that young kits whiskers brushing the stump. "It did for a while, but its been nearly 12 moons since. Sometimes it feels like my leg hurts even though it isn't there" he meowed with a bit of a joking tone. "Despite my movement to the elders den, I can still hunt relatively well and intruders won't expect it when I fight them with the strength of 3 warriors" he joked. He was only about 5.5 years old, an older warrior but by no means an elder. He stood up and got into a hunting crouch, balancing his weight between his limbs. He stalked across the clearing and back silently. "They just don't want me on patrols like this because it makes me an easier target".