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      Chilled morning sunlight shone down, lighting up the area right outside of Sparkfur's stone den. Mothdapple lay, a mostly eaten bird before her, as Briarfrost tried to recreate the "amazing jump" he had done when he caught it.

"Hey Mothdapple, I'm going out to the stream. Have you had anything to drink today?" Sparkfur stalked out of the woods and into the clearing. Mothdapple picked up her head. Maybe I can ask her about Adderface. She must know about her; she's one of the closest cats with Waspstar.

"No, I'll come with you." She stood, and Briarfrost waved his tail as he landed.

"I'm going out to meet Emberfall, Hazelskip, and Squirrelshine at the Fields to practice some battle moves at sun high if you're back by then. You can come, too, Mothdapple! You probably haven't met them, but I was raised with them and you'll get along great; my friends are your friends,." Sparkfur gave a small nod, and Mothdapple felt her heart lurch a little. All of my friends have just been other rogue born cats. No clan born cat has wanted to be my friend, not since now. Adderface, Sparkfur,

"We should be back by then." She murmured, setting off. Mothdapple padded after her, her green eyes wondering to what was ahead. The morning sun weakly pooled in through the treetops, spotting her ginger patched coat with light. Shoots of ivy and grasses poked up from the ground surrounding her path, roots of ancient trees intersecting each other. The bicolor DrizzleClan warrior sighed as she looked ahead to the ginger tabby, her thoughts muddled. I need to know more about Adderface. I'd do anything to get back in camp-- but I guess I should know more about what she really wants me to do.

"Hey, Sparkfur...," Mothdapple murmured, inturrupting the silence between them. The golden tabby glanced over her shoulder, eyes sharp.

"Hm?"

     "Do you know.. I mean, obviously you probably know her-- er-- but do you know anything about... Adderface?" Sparkfur turned back to watch the path.

      "I do. You'll have to meet her yourself if you want to make your own conclusions though." Mothdapple was silent, and Sparkfur stopped, eyes baring down on the patched warrior. "Unless... you've already met her, haven't you?" She said it more as a statement, not as a question. Mothdapple shrugged as casually as she could.

       "It was brief."

       "And..? What did she say?" Sparkfur gaze was piercing. She said she's going to get me back into camp as long as I do a favor for her at some point. But Sparkfur's already said she's going to do the same thing-- I don't want her to feel like I'm going behind her back....

     "Um... she just.. said hello." Sparkfur quirked a brow, and Mothdapple added on quickly, "she wants to try to know every cat in the clan." The ginger tabby blinked slowly with a small laugh.

"Pfft. Good luck with that. She'll be dead before she can remember everyone."

     "So, do you like her? Do you think she's okay?" Sparkfur rolled her eyes with annoyance.

     "How have you survived so long if you don't ever draw conclusions for yourself..." she grumbled, and Mothdapple narrowed her eyes.

      "Excuse me..?"

      "I don't want to tell you what to think." She flicked her white tail tip. "But, I guess, If you really need to know because you can't see something so obvious, she'a not--"

     "Sparkfur?" The pair turned around quickly, Sparkfur's fur slightly on end. A small company of cats were padding across the ridge looking over the trail they were traveling, and Mothdapple instantly recognized Adderface, as well as Waspstar.