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SoftPaw flicked his tail over hers in response, rolling his shoulders back as he stretched. He looked at he with a mock horrified expression "I truly fear for your life BrookPaw. IceClan hasn't been trying anything have they? I always worry, it's been a while since any major skirmish." He dug his claws into the ground, sheathing them just as quickly to stretch them out slightly.

He finished dividing the roots from the stems of the Chervil and gently placed them into their piles.

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"Come to think of it, I haven't seen IceClan in a few days." Brookpaw said thoughtfully. She shook her head and bounded out of the den with a small "see you!".

"Pathetic." Brokensky growled to herself, FireClan can't even defend themselves - cowardly pieces of fox dung. She straightened herself up and slowly made her way to the border, sitting there with her tail lashing the fallen leaves on the ground. Although she should have gone back to camp, the deputy found it unfair that rules weren't enforced and she licked her paw as she waited for a FireClan cat or patrol.

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Brookpaw skittered across FireClan's territory. I want too talk to an IceClan cat. She thought to herself, her tail bushing out. Dewdrop always liked me. Maybe she can help me become a better apprentice. She shook her head in agitation. I would rather be a Medicine Cat than a Warrior. I get scared far to easily. How would I have survived in the Old Clans?