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Jeez, where did Cormorantpaw get all of his energy from? Buckbranch had woken up ages ago and he was still exhausted. It was as if his apprentice was a never-ending siphon of pure excitement.
Normally he would laugh at Cormorantpaw's antics, but today he felt like they really needed to focus. He frowned as the black and grey Tom headbutted him, and spun around to face him before his tail could be attacked too. A frown creased his features.
"Cormorantpaw, we're going to have to focus on this," he said sternly.
"Softbriar's right. The Clan needs prey, and lots of it. And since she's in charge while Duskstar is out doing whatever she thinks is more important than taking care of ThunderClan, then we REALLY have to make sure this gets done." He tipped his muzzle in the direction of the RiverClan border.
"We're going to Smallpines to hunt. It's where Softbriar directed us to go. Come on." He turned around and headed off again.