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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2016 18:02:01 GMT -6
|| Minnowfin ||
Forestpaw stretched as sunlight began to filter into the den. It was early in the morning, and the only audible noise coming from outside was birdsong. 'The warriors must be getting up, too.' He yawned.
As he stretched, though, he felt his back legs touch something that felt like fur. 'Yikes...' He knew he'd have a fit if some cat poked him in the morning, so Forestpaw was prepared for the worst. He gathered up his paws and sat up, looking at whoever he had touched. "Sorry."
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