| rdfs:comment | - I gently emerged into the apprentices' den, clutching a sparrow in my jaw. My eyes glanced around the den, floating over the apprentices who were whispering in large groups, huddled together in excitement. I sighed, realizing that I never would have someone to sit and eat with. I was nothing but a loner in my Clan. And so I would remain. My teeth tightened around the sparrow as I worked my way to the back of the den, where I promptly sat down and began to tear into the meat. A few minutes into my meal I was interrupted by a loud, booming voice. "Yeah," I shyly nodded. "I know you are fat."
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| abstract | - I gently emerged into the apprentices' den, clutching a sparrow in my jaw. My eyes glanced around the den, floating over the apprentices who were whispering in large groups, huddled together in excitement. I sighed, realizing that I never would have someone to sit and eat with. I was nothing but a loner in my Clan. And so I would remain. My teeth tightened around the sparrow as I worked my way to the back of the den, where I promptly sat down and began to tear into the meat. A few minutes into my meal I was interrupted by a loud, booming voice. "Hey, Shimmerpaw!" I snapped my head up to see a tabby brown tom beaming at me, from a little further off in the den, his grin terribly confident as a band of four other apprentices chattered with each other, from right beside him. "Hey!" I quickly chirped, feeling the excitement that arose in me every time I spoke to someone that wasn't my mentor, and the Clan leader; Spottedstar. "What is that you are eating?" Scarpaw, the handsome tom called at me, "A sparrow?" "Yeah," I shyly nodded. "No wonder," he shook his head up and down, and I could trace the slightest bit of malice moving along with them, "It's easy to tell that you like to eat." "What?" I gently looked down at the sparrow, "Do you think I'm fat?" "I know you are fat." "Oh," I felt hot tears rushing to my eyes and I quickly pushed them back as his whole group of friends broke into sniggers. I felt my heart drop when the one that looked like me; Reedpaw- for he had black fur as shiny as mine, laughed as well. I couldn't really explain why, but I could just feel my heart falling as I tried to ignore his laughs among those of the other cats. I pushed the sparrow away from me gently with my paw, no longer the slightest bit hungry. Pushing myself up to my paws, I promptly exited the den, before making my way out of camp as well, with quick footsteps that echoed blankly in my mind as I walked. Once greeted with the gentle wind outside, I stretched my legs, before gently letting them run and carry me alongside the wind. Only once I was far enough from camp did I let go of my tears, as they calmly slipped down my face, and hit the ground, each a fallen dream of a happier life in BirdClan.
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