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Originally Posted by Fawnsong
A smile tugged at the corner of Cloverfeather's lips, her whiskers twitching happily as they stood away from her face. Her soft lightly coloured belly fur remained exposed as her amber eyes met his for a moment. In one swift motion, she leapt to her paws, shaking her curly pelt from the sandy earth that clung to her chestnut body. Striding over to the coal-black tom, Cloverfeather plopped down beside him, waking dust on the scalding day. Her ears twitched with amusement as she spoke, "You don't sound to upset about not having any duties today." Her casual statement hung in the air as she waited for his response, wanting to hear more of his sweet voice.
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With a cheeky grin, Loon-nose tossed a glance to the she-cat who now lay beside him. His tail stroked against the dry terrain, seemingly like a broom as dust and dirt stuck to the dark strands. Loon-nose gave a mocking snort, before answering with a prompt; "Why would I be upset?". His voice was smooth, and certainly not lacking of its masculinity. It was a deep, rumbling-type voice, which heavily contradicted his friendly and bright personality. "It gives me more time to interact with the other members of the clan...And it also gives me more time to catch some dearly missed sleep." He gave a chuckle at his own words, carelessly shaking out his debris-filled plumage.