- Feb 14, 2023
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HE SAID, "WELL MY NAME'S JOHNNY, AND IT MIGHT BE A SIN
BUT I'LL TAKE YOUR BET, AND YOU'RE GONNA REGRET, CUZ IM THE BEST THERE'S EVER BEEN."
It was getting darker out, and soon Johnny would have to head home for the night. He intended to pick up a dusk patrol along the kittypet border when he went- might as well kill two birds with one stone, right? But he figured he probably had a little bit to spare before the sun sunk low enough for him to rally a group together, and so he allowed himself to settle in a quiet spot in camp, laying down to relax in the cool air. It probably would have bothered him more if he hadn't just gotten done with a light workout over at Tallpine, and so for once the crisp chill was welcome against his stiff muscles and warm frame.
While he didn't do it often, it was nice to just relax once in a while.
The sun had set nearly an hour ago, and Johnny had just returned from a patrol along the Thunderclan border. He was tired after a long day of training and hunting, and the cold had finally settled into his thick, plush pelt enough to make him really feel it.
"Alright, I'm out for the night. See you troublemakers in the morning!" he called as he shook out his coat and flexed his cold toes, preparing himself for the trek back to twoleg place. He couldn't wait for the nicer weather to hit- heck, he might even be tempted into pulling a few all-nighters under the stars, just to have the memory of the wind rustling through his fur on a summer night. Johnny had always loved being out after dark, but it wasn't something he did often since that was the time he'd delegated to his twolegs. But even they[/] liked to have a night out here and there, and he was sure they wouldn't miss him too much if he chose to do the same.
After all, he'd done it before multiple times since joining Skyclan- though in retrospect every night spent within the camps walls was either due to threat of snowstorm, a Windclan attack, or a rogue invasion.
It might be nice to just be there to be there. He could finally start putting proper use to that nest Silversmoke made for him rather than sneaking off to powernap in it on rougher days.