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| - It was late leaf-fall. All of the leaves on the trees had just about fallen, covering the ground with a light maple brown. All around, cats where out doing their duties. The kits where in the nursery with their mothers, the apprentices where out with their mentors, the warriors who weren't mentors where eating fresh-kill, the medicine cat was doing her usual duties, and the leader, Slatestar, was in her den with the deputy Redfur. Everything was great in TimberClan. With no other Clans to be rivals with, there was no problems, other than the occasional fresh-kill shortage and sicknesses in leaf-bare. And, with living by a swamp and a river, there was always enough natural resources to go around.
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| - It was late leaf-fall. All of the leaves on the trees had just about fallen, covering the ground with a light maple brown. All around, cats where out doing their duties. The kits where in the nursery with their mothers, the apprentices where out with their mentors, the warriors who weren't mentors where eating fresh-kill, the medicine cat was doing her usual duties, and the leader, Slatestar, was in her den with the deputy Redfur. Everything was great in TimberClan. With no other Clans to be rivals with, there was no problems, other than the occasional fresh-kill shortage and sicknesses in leaf-bare. And, with living by a swamp and a river, there was always enough natural resources to go around. _____________________________________________________________________________________ "Hey, how did training go today?" A small brownish-red she-cat asked to a smaller black she-cat. "Eh, it could've been better, you know? I hate it when my mentor asks me to demonstrate moves for the group. And then when I can't get them right, it's always bad." The black cat mewed back. "Yeah." "Then. . ." The small black cat was interrupted by a dark brown she-cat. "Hi guys!" The cat meowed. "Hi Nightpaw." The black cat mewed happily. "Hey." The brownish-red cat mewed. "So, Pinepaw, are you going to the river with us today after we get out of here?" Nightpaw asked the brown-red cat. "Yes, only if Hollypaw is going!" The black cat turned around and slapped Pinepaw with her tail. "Of course I'm going you furball! I go everyday!" "Hey. . . Where's Owlpaw?" Nightpaw asked. "She said she would meet us at the river." Hollypaw meowed to Nightpaw. "Great! Well, we don't wanna be late! Lets go!" Down by the river sat a group of apprentices, even small rogues the Clan is friends with. A huge gray she-cat stood up and yowled. "I know you guys are getting exited for the half-a-moon break that is coming up, but that doesn't mean you get to run around like stupid furballs." "Yes, Graytail." The group mewed together. Hollypaw leaned over to Pinepaw. "Still thinking about him?" Hollypaw said with a snicker. Pinepaw turned away. "Yeah. . I am actually. Just shut up Hollypaw!!" Pinepaw cuffed her playfully over the ear. "I'm trying my best to help ya out here, Pine. He's a hard case to break open, being a kittypet and all that." Hollypaw pointed out. "I wish he could come to the river with us." Pinepaw mewed sadly. "Ha! He'd be a hoot! Graytail would be like "Frostpaw, get off of that!, Don't say that" every time she'd breathe!" "Yeah. . . she would."
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