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Originally Posted by InfernoFlicker

Russel nodded appreciatively to Obsidiansky's reassuring words. He sure hoped he was right. He also hoped that Infernosky didn't say anything that would make the leader angry and totally destroy their chances. But, Russel knew Infernosky was very clever; she knows when to hold her tongue.

However, the sleep suggestion, as expected, was met with uncertainty. The large grey chartreux sat down, curled his banner around his platforms and stifled a yawn. "Hm. Understandably so. In that case, I'll sit here and let Jitter sleep for a while..." As he said this, Jitterbug was already curling up at the base of his paws, tucking her little muzzle behind her tail tip.
"I'll stay up and wait with you, and then we'll be out of your hair soon." The somewhat shy tom was beginning to feel like they were intruding a little too much on their tour-guides time. He wished Infernosky would just come to them with news already.

(sorry it's a little short!)

"Oh no, it's alright if you need the rest. You've come a long way,"

The darker furred tom reassured him. After all -- he could wait. He'd learned to wait throughout his own training, there had been times when he was tired but had had to stay up anyways. Or the restless nights when he had waited for news, or just waited for someone else. As a matter of fact, he'd waited almost a little too long now, it seemed. One thing did bother him, however; what had Russel meant, 'out of your hair?' This was the first time he'd gotten to meet new cats in a long time. And, with everyone else so busy... the company was very much appreciated. After all, Canineheart was busy, Fawnflower... the cat he'd met a little while ago was doing something else... and Sagewhisker was dealing with her kits. Blazingstar was always busy, he had to lead the Clan all the time.
　
So, the company was much appreciated by the tom. He glanced down at the smaller female who was curled up against Russel's paws. The two of them seemed to have a close bond. All three of them. He hoped, if they were accepted and got to know other cats, that their bond would remain. It was unique. Different, after all. Something that was quite a beautiful thing, in Obsidiansky's opinion. He wouldn't want anything to get in the way of that. And, he certainly wouldn't want the very thing they had come all this way for to get in the way of that. But as far as the tom knew... with a unique bond like theirs, they should be fine.