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Originally Posted by FredTheFrog
Rainglow sat in the clearing, gazing absentmindedly at the clouds. His icy blue eyes were half open as he let a yawn escape from his mouth. The tom's thick gray pelt ruffled a bit in the chilly leaf-fall breeze that RiverClan had been getting. It felt quite nice against his pelt actually. Rainglow lowered himself into a lying position where his paws were tucked neatly under his chest. The fluffy tom happily watched a small trail of ants scurry through the clearing.
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"Good morning Rainglow!" Sourpatch purred softly "it's fine weather today isn't it?"