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Originally Posted by Dirtfur
Dirtfur came back from the ShadowClan raid. He was battered, and dust all over his pelt from fights and rolling in the ground. He has scratches on his pelt, but only minor ones. Though, he might or might not consider getting the scratches check out.
He stopped by the fresh-kill pile to pick up a half-plump fish and sat down beside Sparkheart. The dirty tabby ate the cold fish and turned his eyes, locking them on the warrior next to him. "So... wild battle, eh?"
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Sparkheart watched as Dirtfur padded in. He had seen the other cat in the battle and that thing he had showed them did good for its purpose with him. "Yeah it was. It wasn't that difficult to fight my former clanmates thats for sure.", he meowed. The ginger tabby remembered killing that one cat and he didn't feel any remorse. "That trick you told us about was a good idea. I saw you out there. Im sorry for doubting it.", Sparkheart meowed.