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Loampaw - A ginger tabby apprentice with yellow-orange eyes Whispercall - a golden-brown spotted tabby warrior Fadedstar - A long-furred cinnamon colorpoint leader Clearpaw - A brown and white long-furred apprentice Fogshade - A silver tabby elder Lostwind - a tortoiseshell queen Darkkit - a tuxedo kit Hidekit - a calico kit Loampaw: Whispercall, we are going on a patrol. Right now. Whispercall: Awful cocky of you to think you can order me around. Loampaw: Awful pathetic that you can’t even hunt for yourself. I mean come on! You're the deputy and my mentor and you're bad at both! Guess what! I’m the one teaching myself, and I’m the one organizing my own stinking patrols! I’M DOING BOTH OF YOUR JOBS FOR YOU! THAT MUST BE HUMILIATING! So. you can either come on a patrol with me right now. Or you can hunt your own food for the rest of your remaining time alive. What will it be? - Loampaw: Fadedstar. I have a question. And I want a clear answer. Fadedstar: I’ll do my best. Loampaw: Why is nobody willing to leave camp anymore to hunt? Fadedstar: It just can’t be helped. Loampaw: … That’s not an answer, Fadedstar. - Fadedstar: Loampaw, you don’t want to do this! Loampaw: Nobody wants to give me a clear answer! That’s fine! I’ll just have to find the answers myself! So your choices are to actually give me answers. Loampaw stops in front of the nursery. Loampaw: Or I start doing things my way.
