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Moonraven
Frankly, Lobster had been getting slowed down with his age, and knew that he probably only had a good 20 more moons before he’d be too old to hunt for himself, that meant he’d have to become a clan cat again and pretend to be humble and sincere. So he came to Windclan. He’d call himself a loner who’s had a fascination with clan life for a while and want to join. He stood by the border waiting to find someone to take him to the leader.