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tallulah [I lowkey forget she was stuck in a patrol.]
Well, that’s a shocker. Shaking out her enormous body, the Queen departed from her den at the call of her name. Oddly enough she wasn't being called to deal with an imbecile nor some other crazy problem, nope it was for patrols. Dawnstar could barely recall the last time she was called for an official patrol. It was like after she became leader everycat and their grandmother forget that she was a warrior. Her burning amber eyes locked on to Mirehound with thinly veiled amusement gleaming.
She did a fantastic job at hiding it, but Dawnstar did not doubt that Mirehound was nervous about ordering her to do anything. No one ordered the Queen to do anything, she chose to be here so Mirehound really should relax.
“Oh, wonderful hunting with my favorite Flower.” The leader huffed, tone riddled with bone-dry sarcasm.
“Shall we go.” Dawnstar meowed. She didn't actually wait for a response, already heading towards the rocky slope that led out of camp.