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Old December 3rd, 2018, 02:18 PM
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Default Re: SkyClan | RiverClan Border


@North (Dewberry)
@Midgefur (Plumcloud)
@Fuzzyfeline (Angelwing)
[Patrol Leader] @Gem the Christmas Pickle (Echopool)
{So sorry for the wait! ^^}
Dewberry trod behind Echopool, his pace only a step or two behind the tuxedo molly's quickened pace. Dull olive eyes peered at his surroundings with a strange hint of boredom, the Maine coon finding the whole patrol scene quite uninteresting and, quite frankly, a waste of his time. Still, he knew best than to speak his mind when his thoughts so defiantly disagreed with the code his clan had sworn to live by. The code he often chose to disregard, thinking of it as nothing more than a way for Fallenstar to rid his clan members of any personal thoughts and opinions; a pathetic attempt at making them undeniably loyal. Foxbrain The tom thought to himself, large paws dragging beneath him dramatically as he made it his mission to make his boredom obvious without having to explicitly say it aloud. His interest finally peaked when tension thickened the air around them, the patrol drawing eerily silent as all eyes peered out upon a Skyclan patrol; finally something fun! Dewberry was foolish for wishing for a fight, but it was perhaps the only reason he'd even agreed to come on this stupid patrol in the first place. The odd tom smirked ever so slightly, his claws unsheathing beneath him as he analysed the reactions of his clanmates. Don't get him wrong, he had great respect for all members of Riverclan - and Skyclan, too, for that matter (despite the fact they'd helped drive them out of their home, that is). He just found it funny how intent on avoiding war everyone in Riverclan was, and how divided all opinions within the clan were at the given time. It was humorous to watch all the endless bickering, it kept Dewberry entertained to say the very least. He prepared himself for a fight, but made no sudden moves - he hadn't forgotten his place within the patrol, and the tom was still mindful to allow Echopool to lead. He glanced to her, eying her up as he awaited orders on what to do next.
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