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( male ;; twenty-three ;; warrior ;; inside camp ;; tagged - open )indentationthistletuft blinked his eyes as he awoke, in attempt to clear them of sleep. he rolled over in his nest, which was a bed made of moss, grass, lichen, and leaves. all of which he had gathered himself since the apprentices were training. if fact, his bed felt a bit damp this morning, which made him feel slightly uncomfortable. his eyes began to focus on the surroundings inside the den, which itself was a relatively small space inside of a hole in some rock. he pushed himself to his paws as he got up from his nest. he watched as sunlight pierced through the linen covering the mouth of the den. the tom pulled chunks of moss and soft lichen from his fur before stepping out into the camp. he looked aroundβthe prey pile was getting low., he noted. hopefully he'd get to go on a patrol so he could return it to its former glory.
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( molly ;; eleven ;; apprentice ;; inside camp ;; tagged - ratpaw, coolsnow)
- indentationthe molly ever so slightly flicked her tail at coolsnow's greeting. the tom was getting up there in age, but still made an effort to acknowledge the apprentices. he was a respectable warrior in the clan. "i suppose i'm free," briarpaw eyed the younger apprentice. "why? are you looking for someone to target today?" she jeered. briarpaw had gotten used to ratpaw's daily routine of troubling other cats in the clan, which she found entertaining and impressive. the she-cat would often mock someone for being quiet and kept to themselves, but it didn't bother briarpaw when ratpaw would reserve himself from everyone. she shifted her chartreuse gaze up to coolsnow as he asked another question. the tip of her tail twitched back and forth. it's really not his business to be asking all of these questions, was it?
[i apologise for the short reply!]
