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The cream tom swerved his ears upon hearing Sparrowstar’s call. He lifted his head from the mouse he had been eating. Quickly he finished it up before heading over. He wouldn’t want to be accused of wasting food especially not with leafbare so fast approaching. He searched for a warm spot only to find there was none to be found. He huffed. The cold always snuck up on him. Like some sort of morbid surprise. How unpleasant. He shook out his pelt and picked a random seat and sat down. He made no attempt to keep the unpleasantness he felt from his face as he turned his attention towards Sparrowstar.