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Originally Posted by brave
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Sleep had been resistant against Paintedfeather as of late, and while it served to fuel the tom's ire he emerged from the warriors den regardless. Narrowed eyes and a dragging tail indicated to any cat that might be around, however, that he was not in the most talkative mood. Still, he was a warrior and had duties to do. From what he could hear, daily patrols might not have been assigned yet. So parting his jaws in a yawn the dilute calico sauntered over towards a sunny spot in the clearing (which were few and far between what with leaf-bare still having an iron claw attached to the clans) and sat down. He twisted his head around to begin smoothing down his ruffled pelt, head bobing up and down in a rhythmic fashion.
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Nightsong looked for a way to escape the situation and saw Paintedfeather. "If you excuse me for a moment" he said in his song like Meow and padded over to Paintedfeather. "You look like you could use company and I need a reason to escape glares. Wanna chat for a bit?" He asked. @
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