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Wolfsong sat in the back of the warriors den alone. The gray tabby stared at the active camp-warriors swarming in and out, kits playing with their parents, apprentices complaining about having to help the elders...

He longed to join them, to be able to converse with them, but he couldn't. He couldn't because he was different. And when your different, no one wants you around. They shunned him. Acted as though he weren't there. Or... was it him who shunned them...?

The warrior tried to shake the thought away, but it lingered in his mind. I know I'm doing the right thing, he tried to assure himself. If I was among them, only terrible things would happen in the end...

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Shadowpaw walked into the camp, stretching from a morning walk. Wondering what his mentor was going to have them do. Well, I have a lot of training to do and Skypaw will likely follow me around for the day if I don't do training today..... Shadowpaw sighed before seeing Wolfsong, wondering what the warrior was up to. Shadowpaw still wasn't the friendliest cat nor the most trusting cat. He walked over to him slowly with his ears flat, "Why are you watching everyone like that?"

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Wolfsong jumped a bit as he heard Shadowpaw's voice. He couldn't help but shrink back a bit. What if the apprentice decided to come near him?

"I-I was w-watching them? I d-didn't notice..." the big tom lied. How awkward this was-a huge warrior stuttering to an apprentice. He wanted to say more, to have a normal conversation, but stopped himself. If he began speaking more to him, then that would attract attention, and that was exactly what he was avoicing.

Please don't come near me!

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Shadowpaw looked at the warrior sighed, "You don't like me either but you look like a stalker sitting there watching the camp, go talk with them and stop watching." Shadowpaw muttered, looking at the clan, wondering if he should go eat and leave the creeper cat alone. His tail twitched slightly as he looked around before looking back to the warrior, wondering if his sister was going to attack him for not getting his tail checked on like she wanted to make sure that he did mess it up. (Mind if I have Twitchpaw appear to make Wolf even more uncomfortable?)

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The black and white tom was still concerned about ShadowPaw. He did break his tail; at least, that’s what it looked like. And he wasn’t a medicine cat, but it looked like it would stay like that for a good while. I mean… it was a bad fall and it seemed like a bad crook in the tail. Then again, what did he know?

CowSpot scanned the area for ShadowPaw, for he was a bit worried. ShadowPaw didn’t seem to be around the camp much, at least, not in the medicine cat’s den like he was supposed to. He started to feel like a stalker, because, well… he was looking for him. It just seemed odd, but he didn’t care. He wanted to make sure he was okay. He was always the one to worry about cats.

When his eyes spotted the tom, he quickly got up and padded up. He was surprised to see him go to Wolfsong, No one really spoke to that warrior… he was curious as to why.

When CowSpot got up to the two, he dipped his head to both of them.

“Hello Wolfsong, ShadowPaw…”

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And my stalker returns.... Shadowpaw looked at Cowspot, his tail twitching from the now clear bend in it, "Why are you following are around? I'm not gonna fall out of another tree." He sighed before looking back to the warrior in front of him.

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CowSpot looked down at his paws, and scuffled them.
So he noticed…

He sighed, and looked up back at the tom, and frowned, “I’m sorry that I’m worried about you.”

His tail swished side to side, while his claws scratched at the earth beneath him, trying to make himself not so nervous. Whenever he was worried about some other cat, they never really appreciated it, and he hated that… but he never did anything about it. I mean, it wasn’t his nature to.

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"Worried... not something I feel comfortable with. I don't like the cats in this clan, I have no reason to so for one for worry about me makes me think there is something else going on. Just how I am, heck I don't even know why I am talking with this warrior," Shadowpaw muttered before looking back at Cowspot. "You do understand that right?" Shadowpaw mewed before starting to walk away, not interested in being around so many cats.

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CowSpot cringed, his fur starting to bristle. He felt so… I don’t’ even know the word for it. He was just so… HURT. He never felt so hurt. Ugh, this was just so ugh!!!!! Not only was he hurt for himself, but it felt like he was hurting for the whoel caln, due to his words…

“At least I appreciate it! You mangy Hairball!” he hissed, his eyes narrowing on the tom, “You could at least do that! Can’t ya?!”

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Shadowpaw stopped and looked at the warrior, growling, his fur on end. "Why? Why should I? I have seen how several warriors act about my size. I am so small and thus everyone thinks I can't be a warrior. SO you know what? I CAN'T stand it here. I will do what I have to my jobs as an apprentice but I know no one wants me to become a warrior." Shadowpaw hissed before turning and walking out of the camp, his bent tail lashing crazily. I have no reason to thank anyone in the clan for anything.

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That’s it.. When ShadowPaw started getting out of camp, he dashed towards him and stopped infront of him, shoving his face in his.

“I care! I know you will! But now with that attitude!!” he hissed, his eyes narrowed down into slits, “Any cat can be a warrior, and I know you can! So suck it up!”

CowSpot didn’t know what else to say. He said what needed to be said, because he did know that the tom could be a warrior. He really, really did. Size didn’t matter… I mean, look at him! CowSpot was almost the same size as ShadowPaw!!

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Shadowpaw hissed, not bothering to listen anymore. He slashed at the warrior before running out of the camp, he couldn't stand anyone acting like they understood. They didn't, his size was one thing that make others look at him strange but his brother's death was also holding him back. Several cats seemed to think that he had caused his brother to die, that he lead him from the camp and caused him to be crushed from the falling branch. He hadn't done anything other then believe his brother and follow him. And yet no one believed him and was called the killer.