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Post by Willowspirit on Jan 8, 2017 19:58:42 GMT -6
Being able to go out into the clan territory was amazing. The Fireclan camp was home to her, of course, but it was so small, so confining, trapping her with a mass of cats that she didn't necessarily like. The prairie offered her freedom, even if there were still borders, it was infinitely better than the camp.
It was the evening, and Willowpaw had been wandering around the territory was a while, trying to get to know it better. She'd tried hunting several times, but with little experience, she'd never actually caught anything.
The air was starting to get pretty cold, enough that Willowpaw could see her own breath, but she didn't want to go back to camp yet. Instead, she cleared away some snow, and took a seat in an open field, looking up at the sky in awe.
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