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Originally Posted by jayfeather21
Jaykit curled up against the wind thinking. Why dod his mother think he could not be a warrior?
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Branchwhisker sat, bored out of his mind in the clearing. He sighed. He might as well make himself useful. He picked up the last two skinny voles that he had caught the day before and headed toward the nursery. He stepped inside and spotted a tiny kit curled up. He dropped one of the voles in front of it.