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Originally Posted by shortstack
[ open - shc apprentice ] Frogpaw shuffled in alongside the rest of her clanmates, positively bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. There were so many cats. It was hard to imagine there could be so many people in on place all at once and even more at camps that hadn't tagged along. It would almost be scary if she didn't see it all as an opportunity for mischief. The smell too - the rank smell of ocean water and fish - made her wrinkle her nose. It smelled like those stinky RiverClanners. Oh, the sand as well. It would take a bath of too to get all of that out of her fur. Hard to be scared when you too busy scheming and trying to shake the tiny grains of discomfort out of her pelt. As she took her seat, green eyes wandered the crowd. Who to talk to? So many choices. |
Looking around, Creekpaw's blue eyes landed on a tabby she. Trotting over, he annouced himself,
"Hey, I'm Creekpaw! You?" The distince smell of ShadowClan clung to the younger she. Frogpaw looked like she just became an apprentice but, he him self had been an apprentice for a while.