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By the time that Sun returns to camp, it is with a different kind of exhaustion weighing upon his pelt. Not the dampness of snow-frost or the agony of their trials, but the bone-heavy weariness of a long, long walk. WindClan were journeying cats. They did not have an easy life upon their territory, to sit and fish like RiverClanners or stalk slowly like ThunderClanners. Even still he is worn down. As he descends back into their sandy hollow, a small, private smile graces the burnished tom's face. Maybe life as a barn cat has left me spoiled. It was good, easy food upon those hidden grounds. Joke as he may, however, he knows that is not the case. Their time of rest had done nothing but return some strength to his bones. This exhaustion is from a long, long war.
He sees now that it is coming to an end. There is almost a bounce of confidence to the warrior's stride as he pushes through the heather wall. Though he comes carrying weighted news, and a great deal before him, it seems...manageable, now that the other clans know their struggles. In their own strange ways, he had gotten a blessing from each of them. A tentative agreement to look towards peace. He could only hope it would last. "Do you all live?" he calls towards the warriors on guard. It's intended as a joke yet certainly falls somewhat flat in face of what they had survived. "No sign of snakes in the gorse?" Now Sunstride is entirely serious.
He sees now that it is coming to an end. There is almost a bounce of confidence to the warrior's stride as he pushes through the heather wall. Though he comes carrying weighted news, and a great deal before him, it seems...manageable, now that the other clans know their struggles. In their own strange ways, he had gotten a blessing from each of them. A tentative agreement to look towards peace. He could only hope it would last. "Do you all live?" he calls towards the warriors on guard. It's intended as a joke yet certainly falls somewhat flat in face of what they had survived. "No sign of snakes in the gorse?" Now Sunstride is entirely serious.
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SUNSTRIDE. WINDCLAN DEPUTY & MOOR RUNNER.
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