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"Fireheart, you are to tend to Brokentail in Yellowfang's stead." Said tom glanced around, his ginger pelt aflame in the morning glow of the sun, his emerald eyes glimmering brightly as he glanced around, offering smiles and dips of his head of approval in the directions of a few of his Clanmates' who dared venture out today. The newleaf air was nice to breath in, the pleasant smell of fresh grass and the chirping of birds greeting his senses. It was roughly a moons and a half since Bluestar had commanded for him to tend to Yellowfang's illegitimate son, both of them originally reigning from ShadowClan. Fireheart twitched his long whiskers