Gingerpaw woke to feel a tongue rasping up her cheek and opened her eyes to darkness. She breathed in and smelled the strong warm scent of her denmates.
"Lionpaw!" Gingerpaw mewed. "What's wrong?"
Lionpaw purred in happy amusement. "We're going to the Meeting, remember?"
"Oh!" Gingerpaw exclaimed. "Did I oversleep?" She leaped to her paws and gazed around.
"Calm down," Lionpaw ordered. "We're right on time. You have time to wash then we'll meet Featherstar at the bramble tunnel."
Gingerpaw realised how nervous she was about meeting cats from other clans. "Okay, Lionpaw. Thanks."
Gingerpaw stretched, splaying her claws and reaching out with her legs until her whole body trembled. Then she sat down beside her nest and started to wash her chest.
Lionpaw called her name from outside the den. "Hurry up! You don't need to look immaculate."
Gingerpaw drew her paw over her ear once more, then hurried to meet her clanmates as they trotted off towards the Fourstones.
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Gingerkit
RomansaA young feral kitten, born and raised in Treeclan, looks all set to become the perfect warrior that her clan needs to protect them from seasons and rivalries. She has a mother, father, sister, and a best friend who hopes to someday be her mate. All...
