"Go. I'll be here."
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Finchpaw did not speak unless spoken to. He never did. Although that did not mean that he did not like Kestrelswipe though. He just. Wasn’t one to talk.
The tom was one to take both praise and criticism inwardly and in silence, fixing his mistakes or continuing to do what he got right under Kestrelswipe’s instructions.
He had to. After all, this could be the future leader. And he was training to protect his clan. To protect ThunderClan. To protect his home.
The ginger apprentice padded after the older tom in silence, curious as to what they would do today.
I play...
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