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Diamondstar is looking to expand the territory further along the mountain. You must venture into rogue and loner territory and mark a new WinterClan border LEADER: BLIZZARDGLOW ( Moonbound ) ❅ SOLDIERS: MARSHFLOWER ( @blankslate ), SABLECROWN ( eventide ), SNAKEFANG ( pLuto ) ❅ STUDENTS: EVENINGPAW ( indy ), SLEETPAW ( Cleaver )
Blizzardglow awaited for her soldiers and students to congregate at the middle ring of camp, her tail curled protectively over her paws. She let out a soft sigh. They were supposed to be here at sunhigh, but as the sun continued to rise into the sky, the more agitated the female became.
Eveningpaw slipped out of the students den and stretched her long, lithe body. Yawning and blinking the sleep out of her peridot eyes, she caught sight of the Crowned and remembered her duty to patrol. Shaking her pelt, she trotted over to the spotted molly, dipping her head lightly. “Sorry for being a little late. I may have overslept a little bit.”
He had absolutely no desire to be up this early, and would have gladly stayed in his den a few hours more. But Eveningpaw's exit had been far too loud for him to ignore -- oh, how he hated being a light sleeper, why wouldn't he snooze in a pit so deep not even being attacked would wake him? -- and once he was up it was hardly worth the effort to go bad to sleep. Sleetpaw let out a soft growl, then rose to his paws, yawned, and wandered out to meet the group.
(Sorry for being hella late to this, the notification system isnt the best)
Snakefang stalked toward the middle ring of camp, a stern look on his face. The fact that he was late was very disappointing as he was normally on time for everything. Get it together, he thought. He dipped his head respectfully toward the Crowned. "I apologize for my tardiness, Blizzardglow. It will not happen again." Turning toward the Students, he greeted them with a friendly smile. Strangely enough, seeing the youth of the clan brightened his day, even after a failure.
