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Old June 2nd, 2025, 11:12 PM
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Hearing of the bounty of otter, Lightningpaw nudged Fleapaw to come over and share some with her. It was definitely a weird things to do, eat a predator and its was soooooooooooo not her cup of tea. The meat was far too tough for her and she soon withdrew from the feast. It felt strange for her to have any of this anyways. It had been long since she felt useful to the clan but at least the young pest thought she was cool.

Fleapaw gabbed about nonsense to Lightningpaw while he did so he wondered when his friend would finally be able to make it to warriorhood. She had done everything but the otter attack unfortunately interrupted it. Oh yeah and the otter tasted fine. He knew he should probably savor it and think its a godsend to catkind but it was just fine. Others seemed to be enjoying themselves so much more. Well he would let them enjoy more of it.

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Then there was a bunch of shouting and Fleapaw turned his head to look to Bumblestar with a bewildered and scared look in his eyes. He would have defended his friend but well... Fleapaw heard everything that became of Wolf and held back. Instead he looked to the ground away from everyone and just waited for everything to be done with.

xx Meeting Time xx

A stone fell into Lightningpaw's gut when she heard the Bumblestar was stepping down and took all of her energy to not look over at Spiderthroat. Would she still get to be a warrior? Or was Spiderthroat not going to have a shred of decency and not let things go? Hopefully he would just forget...

Fleapaw looked to his father with a shining light in his eyes and forgot every shred of social code. A massive smile came across his face before he shouted. "YAY MY DAD'S DADSTAR, GO DADDYSTAR HEHE!!" Fleapaw screamed loudly, but thankfully a bit quieter than usual learning the thresholds his throat could handle.
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