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Originally Posted by Opal
Nimblewhisker let out a happy chirp upon seeing his brother's backside. One would probably wonder why he had been so behind his clan on getting to Seastones and that had been simple. He had been planning on skipping to talk to someone but, that someone had never shown up. So he defeated had decided to just go meet his clanmates at the gathering and hope that if anyone asked why he was so late he could just brush it off as getting distracted and straining away from the group. Nimblewhisker then quickly scanned around making sure he didn't see the watchful gaze of his mother knowing that if she saw him talking to Harrierclaw it would just end up with both of them in trouble. When no sharp amber eyes met his own he quickly let out a sigh of relief pleased that any small talk with Harrierclaw wouldn't end up awkward or forced because of it.
"Hey, Harrierclaw how's it going?" Nimblewhisker inquired still standing behind his brother and realizing that despite living in the same clan the two hardly interacted much as of late.
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Not exactly a social cat, Harrierclaw was just as content sitting at the edge rather than mingling closer to the center of the stones. He watched with a humbled expression as apprentices and older warriors talked to each other, some happily, some concerned over the two missing clans. It wasn't until Nimblewhisker made himself known that the tabby realized there was even someone there. Harrierclaw teasingly leaned his head back so he was looking at the pointed tom almost upside down.
"Oh, it's going." He meowed, but knitted his brow, "I left Mom in the care of Surgestorm."