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It had been a long day and a long night as he was out training with Cranesong and then he had to come back and keep working with the elders. Not that he minded hanging out with Trouteye, Stonestep, and Dappleflower. They could be kinda grumpy, but at least Trouteye always liked to tell stories about when they were apprentices and kits, before even Dawnstar was leader. It was hard for Lionpaw to comprehend a point so many moons ago, but it was always interesting to him. 

He had missed Frostwhisker's presence in the apprentices den. Now he was just stuck with his brother and Reedpaw, who wasn't so interested in cuddling. Not that Frostwhisker had been, but just having four breathing bodies in the den had always made it feel more full. He had seen her heading into Dawnstar's den the morning after her vigil though and was waiting with curious thoughts for when he could ask her what their leader wanted. 

Reedpaw was crouched next to him at the fresh kill pile, munching away on some shorebird that she had caught in the hunting patrol that morning. He hadn't gone out yet, he was waiting for Cranesong to either take him with her on border patrol or go do battle training. He hoped it was battle training, that he was good at. Border patrol was ok, so long as they didn't go hunting. He sucked at that.

Once he saw the familiar tabby pad out of the leader's den he sprung to his paws, amber eyes gleaming. [color=ffce00][b]"Hey, Frostwhisker!"[/b][/color] He padded up to her, plumed tail waving, [color=ffce00][b]"What'd Dawnstar want to see you about? Must've been something important if she dragged you in there right after you've been awake all night."[/b][/color] He knew she was probably heading to the warrior's den to rest, but he couldn't resist asking.