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[color=C9C0BB]Frostwhisker listened intently, though she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It was a mission, then. Was she to be a spy? Why? She thought that BreezeClan and FireClan trusted one another to combine into one Clan, though it suddenly seemed like Dawnstar had her own thoughts on the matter. A wave of emotions washed over her once again. She was to leave home, work as a spy, forge fake bonds and friendships, all while never revealing her true intentions. The young she-cat took in the rest of her leader’s explanations and directions with hardly a thought, quietly waiting for her to finish before she voiced her opinions. But the other she-cat didn’t even give her a chance to. She flicked her tail in confusion. 

[color=659EC7][b]”Very well. I’ll do as you say. Thank you, Dawnstar,”[/b][/color] she mewed as she raised herself to her feet. She dipped her head, then turned and left her den, her mind still racing. 

What a twist of events. How was she going to explain this to Lionpaw?[/color]