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The white cat slips out of his nest, deftly dodging his Clanmates' paws as he makes his way out of the warriors' den. To his delight, he finds it just as easy to slip out of the camp as he found the night before, if not, perhaps, finding it easier. The thunder of the night before had resulted in a delayed setting out time, due to the noise making it harder for his fellow warriors to drift off to sleep.
Finwhisker keeps quiet as he slowly treads through SkyClan territory. He hardly notices when he crosses the ThunderClan border, although he makes sure to veer as close to the lake as he
could without getting his paws wet.