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It had been some time since Hemlock could've even pretended to be able to call himself a Clan cat. He had used a different name then, and had suppressed his own typical nature to fit in. That was a long time ago, though. A much more boring time to the fluffy tabby. It was an interesting change, even if it was very fake. It certainly gave him an excuse to do things that he never could've as either a rogue or a Clan cat. Like lounging about in the mountain Clans' gathering place, in the very spot leaders announced from. It was almost funny to him to be able to scoff at such old traditions like this. He kind of hoped some random passersby would find him here and confront him about it.
It was more than just amusement that drove Hemlock's actions for once, however. Yes, he thoroughly enjoyed the thought of some angry SummerClanner or something coming up and chewing him out over something as small as catching some sunlight in an unusual spot, but such disregard for tradition was a great way to start a conversation. He had a job as one of Cicero's foxes after all, and he had to talk to the Clan cats to spread the misinformation he was meant to hand out.
