Guardianpaw's secret hangout (open to everyone!)
Guardianpaw walked over the weeping willow in the midst of the forest. His mangy grey and black pelt glimmering in the sun, soon, he would be a warrior. Though he'd never lose this spot that no other ShadowClan cats knew of, where he could come alone to bathe in sunlight. A mate and kits were some things he wanted, a cat in the clans or out, even someone in another clan would be nice.
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