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The silver tabby just watched the tom carefully.. something about him was... strange and she wanted to figure it out. She didn't hate him, but nor did she like him. He was a very mysterious tom- But enough of the odd male- Her ears pricked in interest at the mention of a fox. "Maybe we can save the training for later, I'd like to lead a patrol that follows that fox scent." she meowed nonchalantly.

Visiondance's paws were itching for having blood st- No! She must not think like this! Last time that happened.. a bloody massacure was left. She grunted softly and let her dark blue eyes dim slightly from the feign happiness she brought to them. She hated pretending.. she hated being stoic.

You don't have to be.. She restrained herself from growling at the voice whispering in her head. I certainly do to! What am I doing? I'm talking to myself! Now I'm going insane! She hissed softly and acted as if something sharp scraped against her paws, to hide the frustration that was truly crackling under her pelt.

Visiondance cleared her throat and tore her gaze away from the ground which had been set there momentarily. Looking at Shattered, the deputy tilted her head to the side. "Would you mind if you'd go out once again? We need all the warriors we could get on this patrol to take down a fox. How old did the fox smell like?" she asked. Her ear swivled foward to hear the tom clearly when he spoke.

The slender she-cat began to dip her head to make up for not speaking or saying anything, but she stopped. She would speak with Shattered later, not in public but privately. Brokenstar felt he may be trusted- he could make her blush- but with this feline it was not something to brag about. On the time she had lived on her own she had met a few overconfident toms who thought they knew her and how to make her play, smile, even giggle like a kit. Though these acts were for her own entertainment before she made sure they regret it and left.

Then the tall brown tabby reminded herself of the current and more serious matters of the clan and thought about the fox. Then she gave Visiondance a 'we can ask on the way' look of annoyance and turned back to Shattered. "Could you lead the way to the exact trail? You had said it was one fox, I'm sure six to one will be enough." She meowed calmly and sincerely. She knew battle-trained warriors were strong enough for it.

She gave no hints of arrogance; or any other emotion for that matter. Brokenstar had learned not to underestimate your enemy, but to overestimate them was easier. It made you think of every outcome and the choices you made. This was a reason she kept to herself, not many cats who were younger would understand any of the reason or logic she used even in her normal conversation. If she ever spoke during that day.

Visiondance flinshed slightly at the gaze of her leader. She bowed her head slightly and lifted it once again to match the level of the tall brown tabby's. Her tail lashed slightly as her sharp blue gaze then landed on Shattered. A puff of hair released from the dark jail of the she-cat's lungs as a heavy sigh.

{Low muse :( }

Thornstar looked around the room, smiling as more and more cats came in. She quickly looked over to Rainstar, and listened to their conversation, being her noisy self. A fox? she asked, surprised. There hasn't been a fox in their territory for quite a while. She slowly walked over to Shattered, and nodded a hello to him. "I'll come as well." She offered, desperately needing to stretch her muscles. She then turned her head as Twigshatter walked over, and questioned what was going on. "Theirs a fox." She said simply, her voice monotone. She didn't want to worry him anymore then he already was.

Visiondance rested her tail on the young tom's shoulder. "You'd be a help to go on that hunting patrol.." she murmured softly into his ear. Her eyes shining slightly. The apprentice wasn't fit for the agility of a hunting cat.

Nightmares Don't Come True
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Unless You're With Us

Nightmares Don't Come True
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Unless You're With Us

Nightmares Don't Come True
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Unless You're With Us

Brokenstar narrowed her eyes at the young tom and finally gave in, "Alright, you may come fox hunting." She meowed before looking up at Visiondance, "You don't have to come if you do not want to, I can watch him." The dark tabby decided to ignore the comment Dragonpaw had made; he would understand the importance when leaf-bare came.

She decided it was time to stop standing around and do something; the fox could already have found the cats' scents and had begun to track them. Though the scenario wasn't the most likely thing in the forest. "Let's hunt." Was the last thing she meowed before leaving the manor and padding out into the warm but breezy territory. Brokenstar scented, just to be sure that the fox hadn't come near, and when she was happy waited for the others.

The she-cat smiled faintly, ducking her head down to her paws and away from the sunlight. She was thinking about telling Shatter what she had gone through. It would be odd, she had never told any cat, and she supposed that as a leader she would need to put her faith into these cats. She unsheathed her claws and dug them into the soil. How can I trust them if I can't even speak to them without seeming cold?

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OOC: Because I have almost forgotten him;;

Vividstorm opened his eyes and leaped up, awakening abruptly. He was sure it was some idiotic nightmare, but he had forgotten about it as it was something mouse-brained to be worrying over. He looked at the gathering group of cats and straightened when the tom faintly heard the word "...fox...".

Was there a fox? He had to know, though it looked like quite a few cats were going already. He sighed to himself and decided that he would be of more help here and with both patrolling the territory for things like the fox and also for hunting with the others. It was what he was better at anyway.

The tom smiled faintly and padded up to Rainstar and meowed, "I can go with you if you'd like." He spoke calmly and cooly.