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[center][b]Interacting with:[/b] [@PrankFox][/center]
[center] As Felix and his patrol were escorted towards the nursery, he shot glances around the camp, assessing the space, and hoping the stern looking she-cat accompanying them wouldn't notice. He was surprised to notice that despite the dryness of leaf bare, the walls of the camp and dens looked sturdy. [color=B22222][i]Where did these cats learn to weave dens so well?[/i][/color] What was most impressive however, was the large tree on the far side of camp, its branches sharp, dead and dry. Drawing his eyes upward, he noticed a large hole a few fox lengths from the ground. [color=B22222][i]Is that their leader's den?[/i][/color] Rolling his eyes to himself he thought with annoyance, [color=B22222][i]You would think these mouse brains were trying to be SkyClan.[/i][/color] There was also not a single piece of fresh kill in camp. [color=B22222][i]What kind of Clan is this? They can't even keep their fresh kill pile stocked.[/i][/color] Suddenly, an idea emerged through his annoyance. As they reached the entrance to the nursery, Felix let Heather and Otis enter first, then he turned back to face the she-cat who had led them there. Making sure to keep his tone soft and respectful, he dipped his head and asked, [color=B22222][b]"Duskwing was it?"[/b][/color] As the she-cat made eye contact with him, he sat on his paws and shook out his fur. [color=B22222][b]"Forgive me if this is none of my business, but I noticed there isn't any prey in camp. As my friends and I stated before, we are deeply sorry for bringing the racoons into your territory, and we would be glad to make it up to you by joining one of your hunting patrol-- going hunting with some of your warriors. Of course you would be able to keep an eye on us at all times. Would you like our help?"[/b][/color][/center] 
[center]While he waited for Duskwing's response, he noticed a large orange tom who had not been there when they had arrived. He was sitting with another tom and the other she-cat who had greeted them at the entrance. [color=B22222][i]Spidernose? I think that was her name. . . They must be about to leave camp. Maybe I can convince Duskwing to let me go with them.[/i][/color][/center]