Gingerpaw gazed around, awed by the sheer number of cats gathered at Fourstones. There were so many!
Featherstar and Grassfoot leaped up onto the Tallstone to sit beside Pondstar and her deputy. They exchanged polite words of greeting before launching into a conversation.
Suddenly Gingerpaw found herself separated from her clan and stuck in the middle of a knot of Waterclan warriors.
Panicking, she tried to rear up to see over the heads of the cats and find Snowpaw and Lionpaw.
The crowd jostled and Gingerpaw was bowled over. She crouched there, fearful of being flattened into the dirt when an amused meow came from above her.
"Having fun?" Asked a gentle voice.
It was the Waterclan apprentice Foxpaw. His bushy red tail swept back and forth as he crouched, grabbed Gingerpaw's scruff in his teeth and hailed her to her feet.
"Thanks, Foxpaw." Gingerpaw mewed gratefully. "You saved my tail there."
"No problem." the apprentice replied warmly. "Want to get out of the crowd?"
"I'd love to." Gingerpaw followed Foxpaw away from the Waterclan cats until they sat alone in an empty corner of the clearing.
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Gingerkit
RomanceA 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...
