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A small white-blue cat strode through the forest, its pelt glimmering in the moonlite. No, they weren't a kit, but they were 14 moons old. They were exiled from RiverClan, and at least five other warriors followed. "Frostwing, it's Leafbare, and we haven't found another camp!" A cream tabby yowled and fluffed up. Frostwing only chuckled.

"Why are you laughing!?" A grey calico hissed.

"Reedsky, Pebblefur, don't you get it? The places we looked at," Frostwing smiled, "were terrible. We need to expand our searches!" Reedsky and Pebblefur were related even though they didn't look like they were. On and on they walked, catching greencough, and pads breaking. It was rough and the exiles were fought so many times, they lost count.

They began to fear they wouldn't find a home..

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 14, 2014 ⏰

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