Patter watched from the barn, his fur ruffling in the gentle breeze as he sat on a hay stack. He looked inside of the barn, everyone was still doing what they were doing since morning. He sighed and shook his head slowly. Lavander walked up to him telling him her concerns, Patter answered slowly You can't escape the life you already have, your fate isn't chosen, it is decided. He said looking into the horizon, wondering when his time as a loner will flee and he will become a warrior again
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