[ti]Open[/ti]Some Fangirling

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Sorrelfin

Pacing underneath the warm sun, Sorrelfin took a break to stretch her long legs and when she finished, she stood in a single spot, watching her clan mates walk about, chatting, relaxing. Setting up patrols....Sorrelfin sighed softly to herself as her eyes finally landed on Sabletail, her secret target, the deputy of Mistclan. Despite him not looking her way, or probably even knowing she existed, her fur grew hot and she quickly looked away, feeling like a little kit caught trying to sneak into where they shouldn't. Sorrelfin didn't really understand why she had these feelings, especially for her own deputy. They just....happened and now she felt stupid every time she was around him. Sorrelfin admired him and also was a little naive, letting her emotions rile her up to this point.

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The sun was showing brightly on the day Sabletail was to return to his usual duties; while he had been allowed to continue delegating patrols and other tasks around the camp, Mistclan's medicine cat had made it very clear the tabby tom was to minimize how often he walked on his feet and under no circumstances leave the camp until she had decided he was ready. Thus, once Silverfang had finally given him the begrudging go-ahead to return to his daily life, Sabletail was ecstatic and raring to go on a patrol. But of course, delegating the rest of the patrols had to come first.

The rufescent warrior stood about the center of the camp, calling to the cats which caught his eye to handle tasks here and there. And as he spoke, he can become aware of a pacing young she-cat as she watched the deputy from afar. With a quick snap of his head in the warrior's direction, Sabletail grinned and called out, "Sorrelfin, mind coming over here?" He padded over a few steps while adding heartily, "I take it you'd like to go on patrol no? How's about you join me to mark our scent borders near the farm?"

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