;;--Ashfur&&Whitewing--;;

[[:; [h] e a r t ::♥]]

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;;--W H I T E W I N G ' S V I E W--;;

I walked over to the fresh-kill pile, golden rays of sunshine bathing the camp. I looked up, seeing the sun directly over me, and found that everyone was bustling around, a happy expression on their faces. It was mid newleaf, and everyone was excited about, well, everything. The abundant prey, the warmth of the sun after the cold leaf-bare days, and the new kits coming. Even grumpy old Mousefur was chatting happily to Longtail. I looked up as a shadow came next to me, and there was Ashfur, sitting rather close to me, an odd look in his eyes as he looked at me.

"Hey, Whitewing," he mewed. "Do you want to go hunting with me?"

I wasn't sure what to say. I would rather be snoozing away in my den after last night's Gathering, but was too polite to refuse. "Alright," I said, slowly standing up.
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