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[cedarclaw]

Dewstream yawned largely. "Patrol? Did someone say patrol? Was I supposed to do something about it?" he asked, disoriented. The tom licked his lips and yawned once more before padding unsteadily over to the group of cats. "Why, this seems like much too large a group. I'll stay behind if you'd like," he murmured with a slow blink of his eyes. Wait, was he even invited? He couldn't go back to sleep though. Once this tom wakes up, he never goes back to sleep. Well, he does, but only when it's dark outside. What a problem it was, especially during greenleaf, where it stayed lighter longer. The tom yawned again, and sat down, curling his silver and white ringed tail around his paint--dipped white paws. content smile was plastered on his face and his eyes were half open. To be honest, he looked..well..dead.

[LYNX ♥]

Idly, watching as a multitude of cats began to gather around he and Autumneaf, the lithe warrior let his long, thin tail swayed from side to side, blinking his round, gentle green eyes as he suddenly glanced over at the timid young tabby. "Hm? Nah, I'm not lazy, just tired," Fleetfoot meowed, shrugging easily. "I don't mind going on an extra patrol, I'm not gonna faint or anything," The tom purred, his warm smile pushing up his cheeks to fold around his eyes good-naturedly. Smacking his lips boredly, Fleetfoot's smile widened a hair at the addition of yet another companion, Meadowstream. The beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat reminded him just a bit of Autumnleaf in her shy ways, with her soft-spoken manner and demure movements. "Oh we're all just one huge patrol, Meadowstream." The sable-patched tom grinned, twitching his tailtip in greeting. "You could probably come with us, oh hey there Dewstar!" Again, the warrior flicked his tail in acknowledgement of the other tom, dipping his graceful head respectfully. "How do? You're right, it's awful huge, and it doesn't even have a real purpose." Fleetfoot snorted, winking. "But you wouldn't turn down an invitation would you? And anyway, looks like you could use some waking up, sleepy-head."

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Meadowstream dipped her head to Fleetfoot, glad he had welcomed her. It let her feel a little less tense. "Maybe we could split into two? One hunting and one patrol, or a sun-up and a sun-high patrol? I dunno just an idea..." she mumbled off. It wasnt that she didn't like being around so many cats, but travellign in sucha a large group made her the slightest bit uncomfertable, that she would make a mistake and everyoen would see her do it and laugh.

She dipped her head and blushed as Dewstar arrived, lookign like he was sleepign on his paws. "Morning Dewstar...are you alright? You look absoulutly exhausted." she murmmered sympathetically, her green orbs widening as she saw him, his fur all out of palce, his eyes witha distant look in them. Very very disoriednted.

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Autumnleaf started to shiver violently at the large group of cats that had arrived.
Too many! Too many! She thought, backing away nervously, and then bumping into Meadowstream. She gave a shriek of terror as she whipped around, eyes wide. She started to freak out, and ran behind Fleetfoot. She looked up at him, because she was on the ground, with pleading eyes. She was telling him how scared she was.

Even at a gathering, she had to close her eyes because of the fear, but all of the cats... it was just making her nervous.
Curse you, mother! she thought as she started to hyperventilate.
"Too.." She couldn't even finish. She ran to the warriors den, not looking back.

((OOC: GOOD JOB GUIS.))