Owlkit trudged along with the other cats, rolling his eyes in boredom. When would he become an apprentice and fight for real? He’d show all the other clans that he was powerful, killing anyone who got close. Wait, that wasn’t right. That would be breaking the code. But he already broke it countless times, so who would care? After all, he felt like he had more authority, so he did, right? No mouse-dung stood a chance against him. He could leave marks for days, not to mention hunting and attacking other clans. "Why can’t we just go back to Shadowclan!" he groaned, ungrateful for the water in the lake, the birds in the trees, the squirrels running about. He was a spoilt, rude cat, growling and grumbling. He sat down lazily, watching the other cats walk on.
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Owlkit | Shadowclan | Tom
Wisteriakit | Thunderclan | She-cat
Dusk | T1 Rogue | She-cat