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[snowflake ;;]

Darkclaw nodded. "Of course, Bristlepelt."
(Gtg school<3)

[jaques]

Crowflight nodded. "Is be honored." He says with a slight nod.

[Kydashing]

Foxpaw looked around, listening to the old warriors accept Bristlepelt's order. She too nodded, standing straight forward to accept it. "Yes sir!"

[_DRAGON_CLAWS_]

"Good. For a few weeks it will be you four on a rotation. Darkclaw, I would like you to be guard tonight. Then Crowflight, Foxpaw, and Nubilousdusk," the deputy spoke as he looked toward the sun. Soon the sun would be down. "When you are night guard you will be excused from most duties the following day to get some rest. If you see anything strange, report it to me."

[jaques]

"Of course." Crowflight meows before thinking a moment. "Well there be day watches?"

[fletch]

OOC: Going to school, but maybe the night patrol could see the patrol coming back, and Sparrowcatcher all bloodied up and stuff? Then they might think he's infected and such ;o

[jaques]

OOC: The patrol isn't close to being done I think. The lat post I made was of Thorn saying he could help them find more information on the disease and get them around the city?

[katarinabluu]

// what disease and what city? C;

[goneleft]

Opaqueshade gave a frown, ears twitching in irritability, as she brushed past the three cats, her gaze low. "I'll just leave, so the happy couple can reminisce about former adventures." Twitching one angular ear, the lithe cat bounced past Featherpool, Shadowfern and Blizzardsky. Once past them, she made her way towards the camp exit, and slowly slithered out. She caught her brothers eye, but turned straight after. Couldn't she be left alone?

Nubilousdusk gave a nod, whisking his tail across the ground. The tomcat had to agree with Bristlepelt. It wasn't too strict, because the Clan came first. All attachments were to go. Turning around, he spotted a familiar figure. His eyes matched to hers, but he noticed that she looked away, and made it out of camp. Shrugging, he turned back to the group.

Crimson twitched her tail, as the fluffy tip brushed across the ground slowly. Like me? Sheesh. His head is in knots. Though secretly, she was celebrating on the inside. On the outside, she kept a placid look, half-staring at the dead cat, and then Daemongeist. "I don't think it will, kitty." She cooed with a look of enlightenment, and a half-grin that curled up the side of her maw.

[jaques]

Timberpaw padded through the undergrowth, ears set back in anger. Couldn't others get that he didn't want to talk to others? That he was ok with being alone? Was that concept just too hard for their tiny minds to grasp.