This is a story by Sayna for Blade's Contest! Sometimes I have to ask that. I was neglected, and forgotten, a loner in a clan. They didn't care for me, and I didn't care for them. The hatred was mutual. My name is Darkwinds, and I was a warrior of ThunderClan. However I'd have been just as well off as a loner. I had no friends. They looked at me as though I could never amount to anything, like I could never be important to the clan. I thought I could prove them wrong.
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