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[color=C9C0BB]Frostpaw’s shoulders became a thousand times lighter at Nightwater’s reply. Dawnstar hadn’t forgotten about her, after all. For the first time in a while, she found her mind frantically wandering. What would her warrior name be like? Frostfang? Frostwhisker? Maybe even Frostwind. That would be a cool name, personally. Her ears perked up when Lionpaw asked about the alliance with FireClan, and then Reedpaw asked a question in her typical quiet voice. [color=659EC7][i]I actually hadn’t really thought of that. If StarClan actually [b]does[/b] exist, wouldn’t that mean they would be angry with us?”[/i][/color] she wondered. 

Nightwater provided them with the perfect outlet, though. They could always ask the medicine cats. She wondered if Embersky would give them a good answer, or if he would just dodge the question. Oh well. If that happened, she could always bully Albatrosspaw into telling them the truth. She sent Lionpaw a sidelong glance with a flick of her tail. Her chest swelled at the thought of her warrior assessment being tomorrow, though now curiosity prodded her mind. [color=659EC7][b]”Yeah,”[/b][/color] she replied coolly. [color=659EC7][b]”I’m sure I’ll pass my assessment. That way, I don’t have to deal with your fat butt in the apprentices’ den anymore,”[/b][/color] she mewed. Her words were icy, though Lionpaw definitely knew that was her best jab at a joke. She swiveled her head towards the medicine den. 

[color=659EC7][b]”Reedpaw’s got me thinking. Let’s check out the medicine den and see if Embersky’s around.”[/b][/color][/color]