Sta.sh
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A W O K E NDustcall's ears pricked up slightly, walking threw Shallowclan territory for some mourning hunting, his paws felt the mourning's dew hit his pads as he passed burly oak trees along the dusty path. His nose pricked up in surprise a strange and awkward sent, he carefully followed it and halted to a brief halt upon a small clearing, a puny looking tom was swatting it's creamy white paws at a scarlet red butterfly, the milky white tom's deep blue collar bouncing off his chest and in the air each time he batted into the frigid air. Trees danced in the gentle cold breeze, the butterfly's fluttering wings swatting along the sides of the unknown tom'A W O K E N by ~Ask--Otterpaw
Spring Fever 
H-Hi, I'm Otterpaw! I'm an apprentice... in uh.., L-Lakeclan.
