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NIGHTHOUND
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

Receiving permission to enter, Nighthound shouldered his way into the leader's den. He offered a polite nod to Dawnstar, glad to be out of the pouring rain outside. Damn, he hated water.

Not wanting to waste any important time, he remained standing as he began to speak.

"Following the lift of the ban on leaving camp alone, I had gone into the territory. More specifically, I went to the Icy Heartlands, but it appeared as though nobody had been there in a moon. While I know that the rain may dull scents, all that could be smelled were the scents of outsiders and prey." Tail lashing as he spoke, Nighthound raised his head high and looked toward Dawnstar. A determined glint sparked in orange eyes.

"As the Icy Heartlands has not been patrolled in a moon, I would like to lead one to ensure that it is safe. This patrol would only consist of warriors as we do not know what danger may lie there," he continued, "A moon is more than enough time for outsiders, dogs, foxes, and other creatures to make it their home, and it is my duty as a ShadowClan warrior to protect our Clan. Under my watch, I aim to ensure that no further Clanmates of mine will be found dead."

There was just one more thing he wanted to talk about. Something he had decided on his own. "Alongside this, I would like to request to be a guard for our Clan. While I know that I am not an Enforcer, far too many deaths and injuries- in the case of Flowerkit- have been allowed to occur. Traitors in our ranks, outsiders making it into the camp, all of it must be put to an end. ShadowClan is not a Clan of traitors or laziness, and I will take it upon myself to uphold that if necessary."

Finished speaking, Nighthound fell into a silence, patiently awaiting the Shadow Queen's response.

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