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fogpelt
{ Tom, Warrior, 39 moons }
{ tags;; Sparrowclaw & Fawnstep }
Fogpelt's nose wrinkled as he caught a slight whiff of the rogue's scent. It wasn't fresh, but still, it was there. Making sure to do an extra good job of spraying that spot, the tom lifted his head, "Maybe we should go grab Fawnstep and check out a couple of the other borders. Y'know, just in case."
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fawnstep
{ She-cat, Warrior, 39 moons }
{ tags;; Sparrowclaw & Fogpelt }
After shaking the loose debris from her pelt, Fawnstep turned to make her way back to Fogpelt and Sparrowclaw. This was boring. Despite her earlier arguments, the she-cat had quietly begun to hope they'd find at least one cat who was poking their head around where it didn't belong. But no, her biggest threat on this patrol had been a tree root. Excellent.