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"Nice, so there's me, Hailstorm, Moonpaw and Talonheart, you'll come too. Just need two more..." Littletail wandered over to the warrior's den, poked her head in. "Anyone awake in here? Need some cats for morning patrol, get off your butts!" She pulled away and headed back to her little group...

"What looks like half a cat?" "I don't know, Littletail, what?" "The other half!" Oh, and the clan laughed and laughed. Then everyone was literally in half, and they all kept laughing and Littletail started to become smaller and smaller and- And now she was awake. "Well. Alright then."...

Vy went to follow after the mentions of food and a job, but looked back to Ceto and the automaton. He stepped back and held his hands out for the kitten. "May I have him back? Unless of course you're coming?" He looked from the automaton to Lei, who he'd picked up was the automaton's keeper...

The trio were too close not to overhear everything. The Windclan cats were so broken, so lost. Littletail worried that they'd fall apart. She watched as Badgerstorm seemed to diminish, surrounded by the suffering of his fellow clan mates. It was heartbreaking. Littletail missed her clan, she...

"Joyous am I?" Max laughed, pleased. "I'll keep an eye out, sounds like my kind of jewelry!" She flicked her ear, looking up to see Tex was struggling with the candy. "Whoops," She laughed. "You alright there, Tex?" "Yeah, I haven't seen everything yet. I want to see as much as I can before...

"I am having the time of my life," Max gasped out, grinning all big. As Tex spoke, Max nodded along, then smirked up at him. "Haha, very funny!" She clambered up onto the seat and looked into the bag, her eyes sparkly. "Ooh, very nice, very nice." She hefted her own bag onto her lap and took...

Max had fallen/jumped off the horse and was wandering the festival again. What to do next, what to- From Max's point of view everyone looked super tall, save for kids. But there was one that stood out to her for another reason. "Tex! Hey!" Max dashes towards her scaly friend, jumping every few...

"...allow me to get you all lunch," Vy's ears couldn't help but perk up. His kitten was safe, a nice automaton was giving him pets, Vy was offered free food, and there was a possible job offer? It felt like a very long time since he'd been so excited. "Yes I would like lunch." He nodded fast...

"Mew." "Shh." "Rrroow?" "Shush." "Mrrroow?!" "I'm working on it, alright? Here, eat this for now," Vy handed his small black kitten some cheese. The little animal took it and vanished back into his coat pocket. Now that the kitten was silent again, Vy could go back to being unnoticed. He moved...

Littletail and the others followed after Badgerstorm, sniffing out for the scent of Windclan. When Badgerstorm picked up a scent, they dashed after him. "I don't smell anything?" Blackheart looked to Littletail, worried. "Don't worry, I can. Badgerstorm certainly has something!" The trio of...

Littletail brightened. So there's a chance! "That's great! We'll help you look, if you like?" This cat would know his territory way better, so looking for others would be easier with him. Softkit tilted her head, listening. His mother sounded like a smart cat. "I'm Softkit. What's your name?"...

It was quiet, but the trio felt eyes on them. Softkit kept glancing at the monster, not totally convinced it was dead. Littletail perked her ears, then saw some movement. A tom about her age was the source of the scent. As the white shape slowly came into view, Littletail stood in front of...

Three sodden cats walked through the muddy grass. They were covered in small scratches and scrapes, bits of fur were missing, but they were alive. "My feet are wet." "We know," "I'm hungry." "We know, Softkit." "When are we gonna eat?" "Any minute now, Softkit," Littletail purred over her...

Max was having the time of her life. She was on 'patrol', if by patrol you mean spending all her coin on food, trinkets and games. Max clip-clopped from one stall to the next, only staying still to play. She'd brought a large bag, and it jingled with all the nice things she'd bought. Clothes...

Sweets ‘n Meats was all a buzz, the three Wrights running about like chickens with their heads cut off. There were a fair few of those in the shop, actually. The celebration called for food, and lots of it. “Get a move on, boy! Those turkeys’ll go bad before you finish!” “I’ve already done...

Blair grinned around his mouth full of food. "Reinold! Too long," He nodded. As more and more Slayers arrived, Blair tried to eat tidier. He sat at the table, eyeing everyone. He'd be with these people for a year and a half. Blair wondered what it would be like then. Would they be a great team...

In the morning, Blair was given a lecture. Hooray. "This isn't going to be like the others. I can feel it." "And what's that supposed to mean?" Blair asked. His mother glared at him. "You heard me. You have everything?" "Yes. I am 22 years old, you know. Have done this a few times. And, anyway...