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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2016 16:08:43 GMT
The sun was bright in the sky, and not a cloud was in sight. Leaves continued to fall around the cats in the camp as they went about their daily hustle, patrols entered and exited the camp, and kits played with one another in the clearing. Hawkflight was sunbathing in the clearing, near the kits so he could hear their rowdiness.
He found their noise relaxing, unlike how the elders viewed it. There was nothing more special than getting to watch the clan's youth develop and hone their skills so that they too could one day be warriors and have kits of their very own.
The brunet tom yawned and stretched out, his slip ear flicking as he paw parted and his claws contracted. He back let out a satisfying "Pop," and he smiled in content. Today would be good, he just had one of those feelings.
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