breakfast - OPEN.

[GHOSTIE. ♥]

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[atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/2ldd15.png] The apprentice stretched luxuriously as she cracked her green eyes open. The day was just beginning, and a few other apprentices remained sleeping, which meant that she hadn't overslept too much. When she emerged from the den, the sun was high overhead, but she could tell it was still relatively early in the morning. She scanned the camp for her mentor, and when she couldn't find him, she padded over to the freshkill pile and picked a small fish from it. She carried the fish away, crouching in the shade of the trees alone to eat it. Even though Ivypaw had a very vibrant and friendly personality, she hadn't made any friends in the clan yet. She wasn't like most other cats, who had been born in the clan. She didn't have any littermates to be close with, or a mother or father to watch her proudly. She just had herself, and her mentor Fennelstripe. She ate the fish in a few quick bites and stood up. She looked around again for him, but still couldn't see him. Most of the cats were waking and making their way to the freshkill pile for breakfast. She decided to sit where she was. She felt a little out of place in the clan, but she never let that stop her from trying to make friends and being happy. After all, she wasn't the only cat who hadn't been born in the clan. Riddlepaw had been found sort of like her, or something. Ivypaw wasn't exactly sure what the story was, but she did know that she wasn't alone in being from somewhere else. 270 words - muse terrible - i'm still trying to get the hang of her /:

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