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Moonraven
His tufted ears shoot up straight in surprise. 'She said yes? I didn't expect that..' Nonetheless, Crow feels his soul being uplifted at the notion of a new friend, or a mutual acquaintance even. He lifts his tail high in the air, whiskers twitching with barely suppressed happiness.
The black tom raises a silvery-striped foreleg, gesturing to the area around him. A smile graces his features, friendly and strangely pleased. "I don't care much for danger. I find that if you ignore it, it tends to ignore you." With a satisfied nod, the young crow turns away, sweeping his paws on the ground. "Same place, same time tomorrow?" Not waiting for an answer, Crowtuft trots quickly away, back in the direction of Thunderclan camp.