I now live in StormClan.
I became a warrior not so long ago, my name is Morningwing.
I don't know what to think, it's marshy and dark, not open and free like RockClan's moor. Our leaders Hiddenstar, I don't know what to think of him, either.
I don't know what to think of anything here.
My brother, Dusktiger, and me are closer now though. So I guess that's good.
I can't hunt here, I'm not used to this place, I can't see a thing. I don't want them to know I'm blind, but it's hard to hide.
I'm always out of camp. I don't like it there, I feel like everyone's staring at me when I walk past. I can't blame them. They don't trust me, or my other past RockClan clanmates.
I can't take the stupid marsh anymore, I often leave the territory so I don't have to walk in it.
I prick my ears. I've wondered far. I smell more Clan cats. "Winterkit?" I call. I can tell her scent from a million miles away. Some rustling, then the white head I can't see pops out. "Morningpaw?"
My heart feels like it skips a beat. It's her! it's really her! "I'm a warrior now, I'm Morningwing."
We talk for a little while. I tell her about StormClan, and she tells me about ShadeClan. ShadeClan is mostly forest with many streams and large rivers. I guess I'd rather live in mud, then risk tripping and drowning in a river.
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