Young Night Owls [open]

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Fawnpaw lay awake in her moss nest. She didn't know what it was, but tonight she just couldn't sleep. After rolling on her side for the fifteenth time, the she-cat decided that maybe a night walk would make her sleepy. Quietly standing up, she kept a watchful eye on the den floor, careful not to step on a paw or tail. Making her way out, Fawnpaw let out a breath that she had been holding in. Straightening up, she padded over to the center of camp and slowly sat down, letting the chilly night breezes engulf her. She was facing the apprentice den, not knowing if she accidentally woke someone up. Hopefully I didn't. They'd be really grouchy with me. Though, I would like the company. Fawnpaw thought, and she started to shiver. The thought of how cold it could be out here didn't cross her mind, but it was much better than being stiff in her moss nest. Perhaps another cat would think the same and join her.

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Darkpaw's eyes glimmered as she watched another she-cat emerge from the Apprentice Den. She hadn't expected company. Every night, she would sit on that exact same rock, staring blindly off into space, thinking of CloudClan knows what. Standing up, the shadowy she-cat walked silently down the slope and sat down next to the other cat. "Hello," She murmured. "Nice night, isn't it? I'm Darkpaw. What's your name?" Dark's tone seemed friendly enough, but there was a tone of isolation in it.

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Fawnpaw turned slowly at the sound of a voice. Had she interrupted something? Thankfully, it was just a fellow apprentice. Her fur seemed to blend in with the darkened night. Fawnpaw smiled. "Yes, it is quite a nice night out. Nice to meet you, Darkpaw. I'm Fawnpaw." She replied, looking around the camp. It looked different at night, even though everything was in exactly the same spot. The blackness just made everything strange. The fawn pelted cat flicked her eyes back to Darkpaw. "So... How are you?"