[attr="class","textieno"]Sunwing was bored. That was never a good sign.[break][break]

She wandered around the territory, looking for something to do. So far her search had come up empty. Her sister wasn't around, most likely out patrolling. She wasn't really friends with anyone else. Her father was on patrol as well. Great StarClan, how did other cats keep themselves entertained during the day? She was soo bored!![break][break]

Maybe she should set something on fire.[break][break]

She didn't have a water elemental with her. Oh well. The worst that could happen would be setting ThunderClan on fire. Again. Eh, that would be funny. Not if she got caught though. She wandered to the Charred Plains and slid around on the ash. Grey and black were such pretty colours. So was the bright red that flames brought. The appearance of the plains often brought happiness to the she-cat. A lot of it's destruction was her work, after all. She was a proud artisan.[break][break]

Sunwing's eyes fell onto a familiar figure. Oh Great StarClan, you again? She thought, twitching her eye. She should at least be nice. Quietstorm was her partner in crime after all.[break][break]

"Good afternoon."

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