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Originally Posted by Dream Weaver
He frowned. "If you mean a clan cat, yes I am. I can take you back to the camp, but I need to know your name first." He surveyed the kit carefully.
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Staring up at the gray tom she meowed," My name is Sky." Excitement glimmered in her bright blue eyes, grasses waved in the wind ruffling her fur. "What's your name?" she asked studying the tom, curiosity making all her worries disappear. She already liked this cat, he seemed nice and she felt that she could trust him. The sound of rushing water intrigued her, she always loved playing in puddles that collected on the ground after it rained, though her mother never quite understood her fascination with water. She pushed away the thoughts of her mother knowing it would only make her sad. Shaking her fur she looked up at the tom meowing, her eyes shining hopefully," Would you take me to your camp?"