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life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
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Post by neverstarstar on Oct 10, 2019 23:17:30 GMT -5
Sunfrog was restless, once again. Sometimes her need for adventure annoyed ever her. When her mother had been alive she'd often accuse Sunfrog of disloyalty for her frequent adventures, but it wasn't like that. Sunfrog loved SummerClan and wanted to be the very best warrior she could be. But, it could get dull. Even her mother had acknowledged that much. Today it was thoughts of Icestream that led her away from camp. She sat at the border now, looking out, and wondering what her mother would think if she could see her. Was she a good enough warrior? Did she deserve SummerClan? The young cat had often relied on her mother for that validation and with her gone... Sunfrog didn't truly know what to do with herself.
Jazz was doing his job though he was probably overstepping quite a few boundaries. Not that he really cared, he was the brother of the nemesis. Not that he like to use that as an excuse, but it was handy if he got in trouble. The silver bengal was a slick operator though and rarely, if ever, got caught. His lackeys, however, we’re not always so lucky. It wasn’t his fault if they weren’t smart enough. He stopped on the SummerClan border, his best friend Nora had stayed here for a brief time. She spoke nicely enough about that he got interested and decided to check it out for himself. Perhaps he could find a little minion. Jazz stopped as he caught sight of a lovely looking ginger she-cat. “Well, how are you today my dear?” He purred as he approached.
