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Thrushstar turned before leaving to address his clan once more. "We will get through this. We have StarClan on our side." he said with a smile. He quickly turned and pushed himself through the camp entrance.
Of course they'd get through it! Why wouldn't they? They were strong, capable warriors, and they wouldn't let anything stop them! It sure was nice to hear Thrushstar reassure everyone, though, and his heart felt a little warmer and bolder because of it.
Pearpaw glanced toward his mentor, wondering if he should ask permission to go, but nah, this was a special mission from the leader himself. It would be fine. He turned and strutted after Thrushstar out of the camp. "Where we headed?" He used his deepest, most professional voice.
With one last flick of her ears, she licked both kittens a quick goodbye before gracefully leaving them behind and trotting alongside Pearpaw as he asked Thruststar his question. She too was curious; her whiskers twitched as she casually padded along and wondered along with the same question. And then, a ghost of a thought flitted through her mind as she piped up, "Perhaps the Old Camp? There might be a few abandoned dens that still have some sturdy building material..."
Thrushstar nodded to the she-cat. "Very good idea. We will check there first. Then we will want to gather some moss and old down from either old nests or our own fur. I know I am shedding way too much." he said with a laugh.
She laughed whimsically, giving her own pelt a shake as they began their way towards FallClan's old abandoned Camp. "I'm afraid that my fur is probably too short to be of any use; though I'm sure everyone with longer fur would be more than willing," Galaxymist said with a snort of amusement. It was nice to try and lighten the atmosphere with so much hardship going on.
