[Moonraven]

The blind warrior trailed further behind the patrol, quite comfortable at the rear. Her ears were alert, and her stub of a tail twitched as she listened to the fury. Dreamlight was silently questioning why she had been picked for an observation patrol when she couldn't see dung, but she wouldn't nag about it. Truly, she was honored that the deputy trusted her with the task in the first place.

She followed with little trouble as they headed to the barn. She cocks her head when she picks up the scents of cats, it was mixed with the scent of dog and twoleg. It wasn't the most pleasant scent, for certain. At the mention of no fighting, she could do, but no postering? Dreamlight forced her hackles down and straightened out her spine so it wasn't so arched when she heard the incoming paw steps.

At the new voice's question, she opened her mouth to speak, but then thought better and left the talking to Hawkfur. The fact that they couldn't chase these invaders off was beyond upsetting, but rules were rules. She swiped her paws over the scars on her lids and tried to listen for any hints of the 'friendly' dog. She wouldn't claw it, but it would get a swat if it got too close to her. You never know when friendly would turn mean.

@Mica [Hawkfur] @SuspiciousMindz [Littlepaw] @Mr_Possessive [Moorsong]
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