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    The spy stood silent, his black whispers twitching irritably. The stench rang into the back of his throat, and made him want to gag. It was horrid, being sent here. The prince felt frustrated with his newly sent 'mission.' This petty work did not suit him, and his adrenaline.

    OOC hey, um, I don't know if you wanted a Tom or she cat, but hope I'll do :)


    IC Dewstream of Riverclan had gone out on patrol by herself. She wasn't keen on groups and preferred to be alone. She loved the sense of not following orders on her patrols and hunts. She actually hated being in the clan, but she didnt want to be entirely alone either. As she was by the river to fish, she hadnt remained focused enough to notice the Tom.