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[color=ed145b][h3]Frogshade[/h3]
CliffClan 
Location: The Gathering 
Interacting with: Crowjaw [@user], Ashclaw [@Drakey]
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Frogshade’s whiskers twitched a little, but whether it was an indication of surprise, or something else, was unclear. Instead, the she-cat simply gave a gentle blink in his direction before she spoke again. 
[color=ed145b] “Thank you, Crowjaw....your assurances are appreciated, however some part of me doubts it would truly help him if it came to that.” [/color] the she-cat scuffed her paws uncomfortably and looked down at the ground, wondering if she had divulged too much of her own thinking to an enemy warrior no less, or perhaps it was all in her head and she was becoming a paranoid old mouse-brain like the elders she had once teased as an apprentice. The tortoiseshell shook out her pelt, tail arching up over her back as she dismissed the thoughts. 
[color=ed145b] “Anyway, I think I will check on him now, before the Gathering begins. Thank you, for showing your concern.” [/color] 

With that said, she trotted across to Ashclaw as he watched the LightClan she-cat move away into the crowd. Frogshade’s tail came to rest gently across Ashclaw’s shoulders, her voice soft as she murmured. [color=ed145b] “Are you alright? Anything you...want to talk about?” [/color]
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