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Post by Caramel on Jan 7, 2013 21:25:03 GMT -5
The news reached her as soon as she'd returned from a patrol. It had been a successful one. She and the cats who'd gone with her had re-marked some of the boundary markings that had gotten washed off during the rain the sun before. She'd even managed to nab a mouse on her way back. The group hadn't been gone long, but it was enough time for some special new additions to join the clan. Larksong's kits had been born, and with no problems as far as anyone could tell.
Minnowstar dropped the mouse in the fresh kill pile, and headed towards the nursery. She could smell blood in the air, and unconsciously sped up. She slowed just outside the nursery, not wanting to disturb the new mother and her kits. Excitement and the sound of quiet mews made her heartbeat speed up. There hadn't been any new kits for a few moons, and all of the ones before that were apprentices or even warriors by now. Slowly, she entered the den, and looked around for Larksong (and most likely Fishpelt) and the little ones.
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