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Post by Shadow Spirit on Jun 30, 2008 1:45:37 GMT -5
The burly, black tom strode up to the boulder he knew so well. This was the boulder from which his mate, the leader of RisingClan, made her speeches to their clanmates. She had assigned him to patrol their borders and re-mark the scent posts, since it hadn't been done is such a long time. When the war had been waged, the only cats left in the camp had had no time to monitor the clan's boundaries and now they were in dire need of refreshment. He was supposed to take someone with him, but everyone seemed so busy. The camp had been attacked in his absence and it greatly saddened him to see how much had to be mended. Plus, the loss of life was of even more painful consequence. Despite this, Chasm knew he had a duty to respect his leader's orders and patrol outside of camp.
"I've been given orders to lead a border patrol, is anyone free to join me on it?" the deputy posed the question to the whole camp, hoping at least one of his clanmates would have some spare time. Border patrols didn't worry him, he was plenty strong enough to defend himself, but the walk could get so lonely.
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