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Originally Posted by RedHead
The deputy was laying in the clearing, green eyes closed to slits as he relaxed, listening to the quiet business within the clearing. Flintspirit felt quite relaxed at that point, with patrols ongoing and cats going about doing their jobs. Maybe I should go hunting at some point. It wouldn’t hurt. He kept his eyes closed though, a gentle purr rumbling within his throat. He’d get up to hunt eventually.
@Shimm
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Owlwatcher was padding into the camp, irritated as hell with his clanmate. He stalked towards the middle of the camp with his eyes peeled for a certain tom. I can't believe he had the gull! Fuming as his marigold eyes found the deputy of Thunderclan bathing in the sunlight. He looks relaxed and at peace, which was the first time seeing Flintspirit like this made the tom hesitate to go to his clanmate. But the need to report to him about the patrol made his paws step closer to the sunning cat.
"All toasty and warm?" Approaching Flinst-spirit with a cheeky smile on his face.