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The lean blue tom met the patrol as they were returning, a pleasant smile gracing his features as he looked them over. Scout Hurricane, Mercenary Fortune, and Mercenary Cadet Rose had been assigned a to check out one of the newly unblocked tunnels. "I've heard you did a great job today," he purred appreciatively, "and you even managed a catch! Take the rest of the day off and enjoy that with your family, Hurricane, and the rest of you can take the rest of the day as well. Fortune, catch up with Superior Shule when you can and let her know what you found. Cadet Rose, will you walk with me a moment?"
He waited for the pair of older cats to leave them be, his tail tapping evenly. Raijin looked completely at ease, his blue eyes still warm as he met her gaze, open and friendly. "Did everything go well? I've got one of our little side projects ready for you, if you've got the time."
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Nov 30, 2019 23:41:47 GMT -5
The fluffy black she-cat peered up at the Commander with a smug look in her eyes. "Of course." She gave a single paw a lick and drew it over her ear before continuing, "I'm listening." She was known for being a bit too full of herself, but you could count on her to do good work.
"That's what I was hoping to hear," he purred. He began to walk with her toward the cavern where he'd begun to store contraband to move. Few of the older cats passed through the crystal caverns this time of year, and those that did never stopped to look around the hidden crannies and clefts. "I don't have anything too fun for you, unfortunately, but we do have a new client. He just wants us to bring him some herbs that don't grow well in his territory, but I want to see how trustworthy and suitable he is for our work. Think you can do that?"
