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Falconflame let out a small yawn as she awoke, marching from the Warrior's den to gaze around camp, the wind fluffing his dark ginger spotted pelt. Time to organize patrols. He raised his muzzle, calling out a few names of cats and asking them to go hunting.Silverstar 17:24, February 14, 2015 (UTC)

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