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In the center of a clearing, a black tabby tom sat there, flicking his tail impatiently. The sun was setting, turning the sky deep blood-red. Half of the toms body was shrouded in mist and fog. He secretly hated it. It made it so impossible to see. Black trees were silhouetted against the red sky, and the ground was marshy and peaty underfoot. There was a rustle in the bushes surrounding the clearing as a spiky-furred grey-and-white tom emerged. The tabby growled "You're late." The grey-and-white tom just flicked his tail. "You were always so time-sensitive, Nightfang."

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  • In the center of a clearing, a black tabby tom sat there, flicking his tail impatiently. The sun was setting, turning the sky deep blood-red. Half of the toms body was shrouded in mist and fog. He secretly hated it. It made it so impossible to see. Black trees were silhouetted against the red sky, and the ground was marshy and peaty underfoot. There was a rustle in the bushes surrounding the clearing as a spiky-furred grey-and-white tom emerged. The tabby growled "You're late." The grey-and-white tom just flicked his tail. "You were always so time-sensitive, Nightfang."
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  • In the center of a clearing, a black tabby tom sat there, flicking his tail impatiently. The sun was setting, turning the sky deep blood-red. Half of the toms body was shrouded in mist and fog. He secretly hated it. It made it so impossible to see. Black trees were silhouetted against the red sky, and the ground was marshy and peaty underfoot. There was a rustle in the bushes surrounding the clearing as a spiky-furred grey-and-white tom emerged. The tabby growled "You're late." The grey-and-white tom just flicked his tail. "You were always so time-sensitive, Nightfang." He hissed."I told you to come here at sunhigh, Thistleclaw." Thistleclaw sat down. "Well? What did you want us to meet here for?" Nightfang paused as the bushes rustled and out came a black and grey tabby tom. He snarled at Nightfang and Thistleclaw. "Yes, what is it, Nightfang?" Nightfang dipped his head. "Darkstripe. I'm glad you're here." Darkstripe sneered. "Yeah, sure. If u wanted me here, you would of told me to meet here also. You know I'm one of the most senior warriors here." Thistleclaw snorted. "You didn't come here until long after I did, Darkstripe. Stop acting like you're so wise. Mapleshade is more senior than , and she's a mouse-brain." Nightfang growled. "I wanted to say that it's been a while since we last tried to destroy he Clans. We need to get back on the training." Darkstripe nodded. "True. There's an apprentice I need to train, maybe two." Thistleclaw flicked his tail. "Every warrior here shall get two apprentices, either warriors or apprentices. No elders, queens, or medicine cats. Those cats are week." Nightfang dipped his head. "I have one I'd better get now. I will see you?" Darkstripe snorted. "Don't count on it." As he padded back through the bushes. Thistleclaw shrugged "that's the best you'll ever get with Darkstripe." Then he shoved his way through the bushes after Darkstripe. Nightfang nodded, then disappeared through into the mist.
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