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Post by Heaven Eyes on Oct 9, 2009 9:16:08 GMT -5
Love trotted up the banks of the river. She glared at the running water as if it would attack her out of the blue, recalling the stormy nights she'd spent outside once the humans decided she was not a house cat. Must be happy back there, she thought. Got exactly what they wanted, I'm gone...
Love shook out her coat, then bound over to the very edge, as if challenging the river itself. She had to, this was what she had come here for, acquiring the skills to make herself a true warrior... She had once been a warrior by the name of LoveDeath, chosen by her sire. But she learned on her fifth night at Rogue Meadow that she had yet to learn quite a few more skills. Her sire had been too hasty in training, and while she had the knowledge, her body was not yet up to the task, having lived the soft kittypet life until now.
And so, she had shed her warrior name, going once again by the name of Love.
"Mistclan! I come a kit, but ready for apprenticeship." she called out over the sound of the rushing water.
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