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    Ashspirit nodded in assent at Shellsong, and sat down, cocking his head slightly in a look of interest. Most of the time, he felt awkward in the presence of other cats, when they were speaking as two friends, not a leader and his Clan. It was not so with Shellsong. He felt more... balanced.


    "Hey Brambleflame," squeaked Sunflower, her low voice somewhat higher than usual. Her ears felt uncomfortably hot.

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    IC: "Good morning." The auburn tom greeted her with a friendly smile and a flick of his short tail.



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    Sunflower smiled, feeling slightly more at ease. "Want to see if we... I mean, if some of us can go on a dawn patrol?" she stammered haltingly.

    "Sunflower!!!! Mossfoot!!! Hunting patrol!" Moodycloud called. "You guys start without me! I'll be right back!" She snuck towards Ashspirit's den and began to eavesdrop.

    Birchwhisker padded up to Sunflower. "Could I join your patrol? Maybe we could also get some fresh kill" She sat down and waited for her reply.

    "Oh," meowed Sunflower, glancing at Brambleflame. "Well, um... I guess I better get to that patrol then... um..." She stood there, awkwardly, until Birchwhisker's mew interrupted her thoughts. "Wha- what?" she gabbled, having missed what Birchwhisker had said. She was distracted again by the sight of Moodycloud, creeping almost guiltily towards the Skysinger's den.


    Ashspirit glanced at the entrance to the den. Had he heard something? No, it was just the wind, surely, or a squirrel rustling the branches.

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    IC: "I'd love to come." Answered the lean warrior, not noticing her stammering.



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    "I was wondering if I could join your patrol...or maybe I could just go hunting by myself" Birchwhisker said as she stood up.

    Sunflower took a moment and gathered herself. In a trice, she was back in charge. Carefully avoiding Brambleflame's gaze (just because she had control didn't mean she would keep it when faced with his eyes), the she-cat straightened and meowed, "Of course. That sounds fine. It seems that Moodycloud is a little too distracted at the moment to lead this patrol. We'll take a round about the border, and Mossfoot and um, Brambleflame can renew the scent markers. You and I can hunt a bit." Recovering from her stumble, Sunflower held her smudged tabby tail aloft, and began making her way into the solace of the woods.

    "Great!" Birchwhisker smiled. She padded up to the edge of the camp and waited for the rest of the cats to come.

    Plot idea! Maybe he's mates with Shell but he falls for Moody and then he's torn or something.


    Moodycloud's heart tore in half. He wouldn't accept! Would he? Shellsong you!!!!!

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    IC: Brambleflame followed eagerly, light brown eyes taking in the surroundings as he padded along.



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    "Thanks!" she glimmered, bounding in. "Today is the day that Ashspirit gives me my mentor, but he's a little hung up at the moment." The tiny kit grimaced as she remembered the face that Shellsong gave her. "Can I help with anything ... pllleeaseeee."


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    Mossfoot bounced to the camp entrance. Yes, something to do! he thought joyfully. Being stuck in camp made him feel like a trapped mouse. and maybe I can work on trusting these cats ... they seem so harmless .... but that's what they all seem like at first ....

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    IC: Frenchvanilla flicked her tail towards a pile of herbs. "Let's play a little game, shall we." The majestic she-cat decided "I'm going to give up a description of an herb and you have to find it and sort it out of this pile." She hoped the kit would enjoy the game.



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    "Oh, goody!" Nightkit squealed with happiness. "Let's start now!" She bounded forward and sat down, swishing her tail from side to side, eager to get starting.

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    IC: "Alright, find the comfrey. It's a flower that's violet, and it smells sort of sweet and tangy." Frenchvanilla instructed with a grin as she watched eagerly.



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    Nightkit searched through the piles and piles of herbs, sniffing the comfrey out. I know this one ... she thought, her eyes widening with excitement. I can't believe this! She picked up a few violet herbs in her mouth, they tasted a lot better then others. "Here," she muffled a mew. She placed it down gently.

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    IC: A purr of praise came out of her mouth, and a happy grin spread across Frenchvanilla's mouth. "Bravo!" She praised "Next, find burdock root. It's a root, of course, and it's a bit sour smelling."



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