if we're lucky, we'll even catch a fish (3/23)

Kestrelstar gave Mistpaw a reassuring tap with his tail as he passed her and Campioncloud, then broke into a quick trot as soon as he'd left camp. It shouldn't take long to find his patrol; the dry weather made tracking easier than usual. That was one bright side to the drought, he supposed. Once at the river, he approached Gingerpaw. "What would you like to start with?" he asked kindly.


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