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    TAKING MY SOUL INTO THE MASSES


    Asterstorm nodded, before smiling slightly. It was barely noticeable underneath the pristine grey fur, but still present. "I'm not hungry, if you would both like to eat it," he shrugged, getting the gist of what Danny was saying. He would rather that it went back to the clan, but... there was no point in hunting on an empty stomach, and it would give them more energy to catch larger prey.


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    Asterstorm let out a brief smile, shifting himself so that he was closer to both Jaspereyes and Dawnstar. "How are you?" he asked, sounding somewhat grave without meaning to be. Asterstorm had a lovely talent of putting a downer on things.


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    Asterstorm arrived as he heard a loud screeching sound that could only have been attributed to a monster. He headed over to the thunderpath, wincing as another monster screeched past. His eyes darted around until they fixated on Rosebriar, who was attempting to drag another feline out of the way. Another car was zooming towards them, and Asterstom ran forwards, grabbing the back fur of the cat and pulling too.


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    "I told you not to talk," Asterstorm hissed, before doing as he was supposed to and looking around for a stick. He found it, bringing it back as well as a few large clumps of moss. "I can't see any cobwebs."


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    Asterstorm nodded, the ghost of a smile forming for a mere second. As Jaspereyes spoke up, Asterstorm nodded. "It's possibly because it is getting warmer," he mumbled as a suggestion.


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    "I believe she is doing great. She's taken it upon herself to learn a lot of it before lessons, she is going to be a strong warrior," he said, rather honestly. Although it may have sounded as if he was reading it straight from a board, Asterstorm was being honest.


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    Asterstorm approached, standing next to Danny, watching the other warriors assemble. They were collecting sticks, and two was enough. The grey cat turned to face where the walls were going to be, presumably where Danny stood. Obviously, there would be more than one. "I'd advise you utilized that hollowed log just outside of camp, you could carry a lot in there," he addressed Rabbit and Jaspereyes.


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    Despite the storm still raging on, Asterstorm had deemed it acceptable to hunt, and had caught the scent of a rabbit. However, the rabbit's scent disappeared, instead replaced with that of a Shadowclan cat. He narrowed his eyes, turning back towards the wind to attempt to find the cat. Dust cut his skin, but he eventually reached Tern.


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    Asterstorm arrived, eyeing up a few people he believed would be promoted or at least given a salutation. Despite the storm, morale was still running high and everyone was chipping in to protect each other. It was almost heartwarming. Almost.


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    Asterstorm had disappeared for a small amount of time, but returned with a whole dock leaf full of moss. He set it down outside the nursery and began to pack moss between the sticks, aiming for it to be insulation. The nursery was an important part of the territory, as the kits were incredibly vulnerable - especially in these sorts of storms.


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    Asterstorm had rather zoned out, put perked up at the mention of Aspenfang and Fawnpaw. He remembered them from when he had first joined, and felt a pang of nostalgia run through him. At his own name, he braced himself, ready for a demotion.


    Wait... what...


    Deputy?


    He looked up, confusion registering on his face. He... he was the deputy of Windclan now?


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    It was just after moonhigh, when the dust storm was the easiest to navigate through. At this time, a patrol would normally go out to check on the progress of the dust storm and rescent the borders. Clearing his throat, the male addressed any cat that was awake, making sure that the others were still kept sleeping. "Any volunteers for a dust patrol?"


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    Asterstorm had just moved slightly to the right to begin patching up the front as he heard Danny's voice. He turned his head after placing the moss from his mouth. "I should be fine, but thank you for the offer," he nodded rather awkwardly, before turning back and continuing with his job. "Are we going to leave these up permanently?" he asked in between mouthfuls of moss.


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