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A slim but furry character was slinking from her den, stretching once reaching a suitable area. Letting out a quiet yawn, which was nearly unnoticeable, she mewed softly, "Who's ready for patrol?" The she-cat had been chosen as deputy moons ago, but she still wasn't used to it. It was obviously easier than when she first started, of course, but she felt as though she would never settle into the position.