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Darkfall

Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T1)
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The newest enforcer was resting in a corner of the camp, paws tucked underneath him. Dazed blue eyes were flickering from the nursery, the medicine cat den and the camp’s entrance. He’d be really busy lately, he had to keep an eye out on the other members of the clan as an enforcer as well as make sure to watch the camp and patrol as a guard. Not to forget that Larkfire just had her kits as well. That whole situation was incredibly stressful, and he was getting less sleep than usual while worrying about her. Hence why he was watching the spots he was watching.

Yawning, he almost bit his tongue off in surprise when called by Vulturefang. Really? A patrol now?? And to the ThunderClan border no less! Ugh, he thought he’d manage to escape visiting that accursed border but it seems like that wasn’t the case. Fine. He’d go out. Not that he really had a choice anyways, his duties as a warrior and his responsibility as an enforcer meant that he’d have to be a proper example for the other members of the clan, regardless of what he had going on personally.

Getting up and padding over slowly, he noticed that his patrol mates hadn’t yet come over. Hmm… Wildshore and Sunsetpaw, eh? Okay, that was fine. The large tom hadn’t done any work with Wildshore previously, but Sunsetpaw he’d work with on occasion. The young she-cat was starting to grow on him with her seemingly endless energy at times. Darkfall felt confident about how this patrol would go. He’d take them out, check the borders with haste, there would be no problems (he’d accept nothing less, and have a fit if there were), and then he’d quickly get back and check in on Larkfire. This was a good plan, and he’d make sure it worked out perfectly.

Taking the brief moment of pause before they were interrupted, Darkfall saw an opportunity. A slight mischievous grin wormed its way into his face, tiredness and stress momentarily forgotten. Remembering a conversation he had at the meeting not too long ago, he leaned in closer to Vulturefang. [B]”Hey Vulturefang,”[B] he whispered ominously ”Your son, Glowingkit, informs me that he may be a worm.” A brief pause he fought down the laugh that threatened to escape him. ”when I asked if the same would go for you and his siblings, he was unsure. So I told him that I’d ask the next time you sent me out on a patrol.” he turned to fully face the deputy before asking in the most serious tone of voice and face possible ”Vulturefang. Are you a worm?”

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