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The flighty look in Cottonpaw’s blue eyes still troubles him. He’s not entirely convinced his daughter understands the gravity of befriending a cat in another Clan—and perhaps that is his failure as her father. An ally is one thing, though Weaselclaw no longer trusts such a thing either, but that bug-eyed apprentice had brought gifts. Ice-pale eyes narrow at the memory and bile burns the lining of his throat.
He will put a stop to this.
The battle-scarred tabby’s jaw is held tight as he seeks the deputy’s shadow-and-snow pelt. “Badgermoon.” He dips his head to the other warrior, his tail flicking agitatedly behind him. “I have a request. I realize it’s a bit unorthodox, but…”
He meets Badgermoon’s amber gaze, his own blue eyes flashing. “I am requesting to lead a patrol to ShadowClan’s border. And I’d like to take Cottonpaw with me.” His nose twitches and he mutters, “Their little medicine cat apprentice asked after her, and the two of us want to make sure he knows where WindClan’s loyalties lie.”
// please wait for @Badgermoon
He will put a stop to this.
The battle-scarred tabby’s jaw is held tight as he seeks the deputy’s shadow-and-snow pelt. “Badgermoon.” He dips his head to the other warrior, his tail flicking agitatedly behind him. “I have a request. I realize it’s a bit unorthodox, but…”
He meets Badgermoon’s amber gaze, his own blue eyes flashing. “I am requesting to lead a patrol to ShadowClan’s border. And I’d like to take Cottonpaw with me.” His nose twitches and he mutters, “Their little medicine cat apprentice asked after her, and the two of us want to make sure he knows where WindClan’s loyalties lie.”
// please wait for @Badgermoon