Camp Clearing

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A large room in the cave. Little light trickles down from the hole in the ceiling of the cavern. Much of Darkclan's life takes place here where cats of all ages can share prey by the fresh kill pile as well as share tongues.

"We shall start towards the north where the forest and river meet and head down the river until we reach the unexplored territory. Sound adequate?" He mewed as he exited the camp into the dawn of the early morning.

Blacktooth twitched his whiskers and stood tall. "That sounds perfect." His paws itched slightly. Blacktooth knew it was apprentice-like to hope for a battle, but he wanted conflict and excitement.

(We should make the little combined borders thingy)