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His jaws parted in a massive yawn as Crownglass stumbled from the warrior's den, his breath misting before his muzzle. He immediately missed the warmth of his nest and he was tempted to go back inside, but
"Hey good morning, Crownglass," Poisonrush called out to this clanmate as he stretched for his morning ritual. "Don't you think it's a fine day to go out for a
"Morning, Poisonrush!" The ebony warrior brightened as his eyes landed upon his clanmate. "It's a little chilly, don't you think?" He shivered, then went on,
The tom shook his head. "No such thing as too chilly once you get your body up and moving. If you're not off to do anything, would you mind joining me for a light jog around the territory?" Not many cats were up at a time like
He did have a point. Once he was out hunting and patrolling, it wouldn't seem so cold, especially with his medium-length coat. Smiling, he agreed, "A jog sounds very
"Outstanding! We'll be leaving in a few minutes if you want to limber up. Don't want to catch any cramps now do we," he joked, playfully jabbing the tom's flank with a paw. "Oh and while we're out, we could
Crownglass was happily surprised by the other tom's levity. He was starting to fit in more with the FallClan cats, but he still felt like an outsider sometimes. It was nice to be easily accepted. "That's a good idea," he mused as he stretched, "though I'm afraid I don't know
Poisonrush chuckled. "Oh no worries. I'm sure we'll figure something out," he said assuredly. Glancing back toward the camp entrance and thought up what route to take. "If you're down for it, I could
"Of course, lead the way." Crownglass blinked at him gratefully. Poisonrush knew the best routes to take, he would make sure they ended up where they needed to go. He finished his stretches then
Poisonrush nodded once and started off toward the entrance. "There's a trail I made not too far from here, we can follow that," he said over his shoulder. "It's gonna be at quick clip one so see if
"I'm ready for anything, I like to stretch my legs," Crownglass assured cheerily as he fell in step beside the other tom. His face was upturned to the light, and he smiled. "Maybe on the way back we can
"I'm sure we could do that on the way, but before that let's GO" he yelled as he started off toward the path. Air rushed through his nose, filling his senses, sending a rush through his body. It was like any other day but this time he had another to
Crownglass chucked as he darted after Poisonrush, his steps quick and sure. It took him a long time to get used to FallClan, but he was finally settling in, or at least he hoped he was. The territory was familiar now, each twist and turn of the main pathways implanted in his memory, and the cats were warm and kind.
"Why haven't we done this before? I've seen you around camp, but you always seemed
"I have no idea," he said over his shoulder. "The others seemed to enjoy what I do so I never bother to ask anymore."
It was a bit surprising how well Crownglass was fitting into Falkland. Poisonrush wasn't too familiar of the cat's history but he could tell he's been through some things in his age. Despite that though, he had to admit, the tom could really move.
"Oh, that reminds me, how are you liking FallClan so far," he asked.
"It's quiet here." That was the first thing that came to his mind, but immediately Crownglass felt guilty for saying it out loud. "I mean that in a good way. It's nice to be able to relax for a while. I haven't... I haven't had that in a while." Just as Poisonrush guessed, he'd had a tumultuous life before joining FallClan, and he was eager to leave it
"I'm glad to hear it." the tom responded with a light smile. Because of his curious nature, he wanted know about Crownglass's past but based on the slight heitstion in his words, he decided not to ask out of respect.
As he led the way down the path, he would occasionally look over his to see if Crownglass was still with him. As they neared the end of the trail, he yelled back, "We'll be hitting the turnaround point here soon so
Crownglass followed him in silence, thoughts of his old home filling his mind. Life was less chaotic now but it wasn't easy. He wouldn't give up his family for anything, but he wished he could have a break.
He looked up at Poisonrush and nodded. "Okay," he called up, preparing himself for the tricky section. "I'm right behind you, go ahead and
Reaching the tree he normally used as the turnaround point, he hugged its trunk and followed it around to end up back on the path back toward camp. "Do you care if we pick up the pace a little bit? I want to
Crownglass picked his way after him carefully, scrambling around the turn without incident and picking up the pace to reach Poisonrush again. "We can go a little faster," he agreed cautiously, "but I don't want to scare off anyone's prey and then
"Oh they'll be fine," he said jokingly. "Besides prey is pretty bountiful anyway. Even if we do scare it away, it will return....eventually. If it's any consolation we can probably catch something along the way for
