[FireyZack]

Fawnpaw slid out of a narrow tunnel, taking a deep breath as he let the wind ruffle his pelt. A small black she-cat, about his age, slid out behind him. She smelled of twolegplace and rogues. They both had some minor wounds, but no excessive bleeding. A large black tom slid out after them and mumbled something to the two young cats. The tom smelled almost the same as the she-cat, but he had a bit of a bloodier scent. He was probably a stray or rogue that got into a lot of fights. The tom said something to Fawnpaw and the apprentice nodded, then the tom turned and started trotting to he border, the small black she-cat trotting after him. Fawnpaw watched the two go, completely oblivious to the fact that he was being watched.
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