Storm on the Air

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" Hello, fellow apprentices! Our names are Graypaw, Cloudpaw and I am Frostpaw!" The silver she cat meowed as she waltzed into the apprentices den.

" Hi Frostpaw, we expected new apprentices, we already made your nests!" A handsome tom mewed, " By the way, I'm Kestrelpaw, the other cats are Brokenpaw and Flashpaw." He purred as he indicated to them with his tail. Flashpaw's blue eyes were bouncing around the room like a panicked rabbit, but Brokenpaw's face was buried beneath a her paws.

" Are you okay?" Cloudpaw queried.

"I apologize for my sister's silence." Kestrelpaw whispered, " Her right eye was slashed out by a falcon when we were still kits, she never looks at anyone." 

"Be quiet, Kestrelpaw, it isn't your place to be telling my secrets." Brokenpaw meowed and buried her head deeper.

" They aren't secrets," He responded " anyway, we made your nests here, Graypaw, yours is next to Brokenpaw"

She growled and turned away from Graypaw.

" Willowpaw, you sleep here," he flicked his tail at a nest near Flashpaw's. " and, Frostpaw, you are next to me."

The cats settled into their nests with purrs of comfort. Brokenpaw moaned again.

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