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Originally Posted by fenic!
@Empress of Evil
Morningbrook was quite tired, really- after Skyclan's move to a new camp in a dark and shadowy forest and the discovery of brand-new clans that had never been heard of before, he doubted that anyone besides the youngest kits in the clan were getting that much sleep. Everybody was worried about their own futures being sacrificed for those of clans which had lived far away from them, and the possibility that this change could turn out to be a terrible one- and that didn't exclude the golden-colored tom, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. He was known for being funny over being paranoid, social instead of worrisome or even very responsible, but his friends were too busy to joke around with him, and even waking up posed as a time for him to finally think, to actually realize their tight situation. Rising from his nest in a groggily fashion, Morningbrook let out a loud yawn as his paws scuffled against the ground quietly, fluffing out his fur to try and get himself ready for the new day ahead of him. He still wasn't very used to this new nest, and his clan's new camp in general, but he could still perform his morning routine just like he did back at the old camp- not everything was changed. However, as he looked around the den, he could also notice a pelt that usually woke up before he did, one which belonged to a cat used to responsibility and a calm demeanor- though they had their own special, joking moments together. "Hey, Rory?"
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Normally the deputy woke up early, attending to duties. Her load of work had increased recently due to the move of location and she wasn't able to find much time for sleep. Today the ebony coloured she cat had time to sleep in a little. She had planned ahead last night and told the cats who she wanted on patrol. Because of this, she didn't have to do too much, she could get herself some time to rest her eyes for longer then usual. Auroraflame woke up to the sound of a familiar voice. Lifting her head up, with her eyes half closed she looked around, searching for the owner of the voice. She found them standing in their nest, looking at her. She yawned before saying, "Oh hey!". Her voice was somewhat hushed, not wanting to wake up any other late sleepers. Blinking the blurriness of sleep out of her eyes, she rose to her paws. She lifted a paw, licking it before dragging it over her ear to smooth over a tuft of fur that stuck up. "How are you this chilly morning?", Auroraflame asked, glancing outside at the snow covered ground.