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Darkpaw padded past the nursery, smiling a teeny bit. shadowclanners don't smile, do they? idk. She had moss in her jaws as she entered her new den. She was making two nests; one for herself, and the other for Nightpaw. Her yellow eyes looked at the moon, flickering around the cool night sky before she turned away. She quietly made the nests, then sat outside. Since she was alone, her mind went back to her apprentice ceromony. Darkpaw glanced back up at the stars. There were so many- and all dead cats. "I bet five frogs most of 'em are because of that stupid rogue fight." She could have beat the whole lot of them just with a paw swipe.