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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 430px;][justify][size=11pt][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px;][justify][size=10]Barnes was sitting within the SunClan castle, metallic foreleg digging into the carpet. There was no feeling coming from the silver prosthetic as he moved it over the softness, and Buck couldn't help but furrow nonexistent brows. His hazel optics would soon turn back to glance towards the sea that went on into the horizon. The deputy was standing at a large window, the cold air seeping through it and still pricking him despite the sheet of glass that separated the outside from him. There was an uncomfortable shifting of his weight, as if he couldn't get himself into a comfortably position. Maybe it was just the amount of tension within his head that hardly ever stopped throbbing. The sun was close to disappearing behind the hue of green and blue water, casting unique lights that consisted of red and orange into the hall of the SunClan cliff building. He wasn't in an area where there tended to be much traffic of SunClanners, instead he was somewhere off the main parts. Only once and a while would a clan-mate trot through, giving Buck a look before disappearing besides another set of heavy doors.
There wasn't much movement coming from himself, except the occasional heave of his own chest. Barnes was just taking some time away from the chaotic groups of clan-mates. After the past nightmare that had brought itself into reality, the shepard-mix refused to sleep and looked exhausted. Luckily, the male had gotten used to no sleep. Didn't everyone? He just needed a few moments of recuperating, and that was what he was doing now.
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