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MOSSTANGLE
Shadowclan Enforcer | 20 moons | Large, dark brown-and-white tabby she-cat with green eyes
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Eyesight going bad, huh? Mosstangle brushed along the trees, updating the scent line as she thought about it. She knew that losing senses could happen to some cats, especially as they grew older. It made her wonder if she would ever lose a vital sense. Was it painful to lose a sense outside of battle? She didn't feel like it would be an appropriate question to ask, actually.

She didn't have to worry about it, though. Catfishchirp quickly moved on to small talk. The weather. Why was it always the weather? "Warm, sunny days are always good for patrols, so long as it isn't too hot." She purred, acquiescing to his topic change. "Though, I don't mind a nice, cool day. So long as there's no rain." She really was more of a temperate weather type. Not too hot, not too cold. Not to wet, not too dry. Her tail flicked lightly as she continued along the border.

They were just about done. A quick, easy patrol, it seemed. "Want to do some hunting while we're out here? We've got plenty of time to spare. I'm sure Mistlewhisker wouldn't mind some extra prey for the pile." Then, she wondered if he would have some trouble with hunting because of his poor eyesight... But, he was still a warrior, right? That should mean something.

@Fritter