Haze Clan- The Stealthy and Shrouded(CLOSED & REMADE)

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The tom of above average height slowly stood, stretching his hind legs out behind him and letting his tail raise. After feeling his muscles tense then relax, he gave his long-furred pelt a slight shake before letting his amber eyes examine the camp clearing. A heartbeat later, his eyes fell upon the deputy, Robinfeather, before silently padding in her direction. While he walked, his eyes attempted to meet her gaze to ensure he did not surprise her or that she did not leave before he reached her.

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Flamefoot gave a respectful nod at her greeting as he quickened his pace slightly. Once he reached her, he finally returned her greeting verbally, "Greetings, Robinfeather. How does it go?" He momentarily broke her gaze to examine the activity of the cats around him.

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He nodded once. "Good," came his curt reply. He had not interacted with the two, instead opting to remain at the outskirts of the camp while cautiously observing. Perhaps his air of cuation was unneeded, yet he felt one could never be too careful, especially when it involved cats one did not know before hand. "I hope they do not cause anymore trouble for HazeClan."

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Flamefoot raised an eyebrow, inquisitive at the new information. A few thoughts floated across his mind, yet he brushed aside all of them. He knew better than to open his mouth and speak of things that were not yet revealed. "He's a strong cat, she'll be fine," he assured the he-cat, his eyes gentle and compassionate. "If something was truly wrong with him, then he would tell you."

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{Whoops, edited. xD}

Flamefoot's ears seemed to stand more at attention at her statement, her words whetting his curiosity. "Robinfeather, do not worry yourself to death," he gently reminded the she-cat. "How about we both take our minds off of this topic and patrol? The fresh air can do wonders when you're stressed." He offered a slight smile, hoping to take her mind off of the obviously worrying subject even if she rejected the offer. The thought was what counted, after all.

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He left a tug of relief at this. "Good, everyone needs a break once in awhile," he stated, happily, before he began to head toward the exit to the camp. Plus, he had not hunted or patrolled yet today. Thus this would be a good opportunity to do so.

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A small smile formed on the warrior's lips at her constant worrying, and decided to test the waters slightly. "Robinfeather, you sound like a she-cat fretting over her mate," he playfully teased, yet his eyes, from the corner of his eyes, were waiting to see her reaction.

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Flamefoot forced his lips to remain relaxed, even though they oh-so wished to contort into a smirk. Attempting to make this reaction less obvious, he inquired, "And here I thought every she-cat hoped to find a loving mate, somehow." Once again, he monitored her expression, since the one she gave earlier had neither fully confirmed nor fully denied his suspicions.

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He chuckled softly at her words, amusement coursing through him. Slowing his pace to match hers, he playfully nudged her shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Robinfeather," he replied quietly. "I may seem to be a big mousebrained idiot, but I know when it's better to keep my mouth shut. Just know that you have a whole clan who will help lift you up if you fall. We are all one big family." A content smile settled on his lips when he voiced his own opinion and turned his gaze forward.

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Flamefoot nodded once. "Naturally," came his quiet reply. "Do you ever plan on telling him, though? It's. . .a difficult situation your heart's placed you in, but. . .holding it in can't be good for your health, either."

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Upon feeling her gaze on him, he turned to meet it, and there was a confident spark in his amber eyes when he did so. "Why not? Have you even tried to figure out how he feels about you, yet? What if he has a crush on you too and you never took the first step?"

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The tom paused for a heartbeat when he noticed her twitch, for he knew he had stepped on a sensitive subject. "It's one-sided, huh," he mumbled to himself as he narrowed his eyes slightly, mulling over the information. "Are you sure, though? Some toms are. . .hard to read at times.. . ."

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"You can't be right every time, you know," he replied softly. "Not even a StarClan cat can be right every single time." However, before he could say more, she turned the line of question towards him. Before he could feel embarrassment prickle at him, he shook his pelt and replied, "No crush as of late. Finding a mate is what a she-cat looks for, not a tom." The tone he assumed while uttering the second part different from the first. It seemed more forced than normal, as if he were attempting to cover up the fact that he had been searching.

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"When you say that and sneer at the same moment, I do not know if you are simply rebounding what I said to you or if you really mean that," came his reply, which carried a hint of annoyance and exhaustion. "Honestly, though, my issue is smaller compared to yours. After all, a deputy having a crush on a leader is not a very common tale."