[taillow]

Dustymoth
Orange flower, smells herbal. Chamomile, smells sweet. Dustymoth lifted his tail to smack against his forehead in a noble salute towards the medicine cat. "You got it, Snakeheart!" he vowed, ducking his head low in a finishing bow. Once he lifted his head the medicinec at had already scrambled away - off to save another patience, Dustymoth had no idea how he did it! - so the large tom turned towards his patrolmates. He wasn't too familiar with either of them aside from Wormbite. Memories of their first encounter that went deeper than a surface level interaction resonated in his mind and the fluffy tom smiled.

Ears swiveling as Shypaw spoke up, Dustymoth nodded enthusiastically. "That sounds good to me! What do you think, Wormbite?" Blue hues shifted from the apprentice to the shield-warrior as he awaited any commentary from the tom. He knew better than to take over this patrol as Dustymoth did not want that sort of spotlight on him. Wormbite seemed better suited for it anyway, so he would be happy just trailing along behind and pitching in wherever he could.

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