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[h2] WillowClan Camp [/h2]

[i] interacting with: [@savannahssu]’s Fernstar, [@Hazelrah]’s Stonefall, mentions of Sunfur and Stormheart[/i]
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It was at that moment, of course, that their leader and medicine cat darted back into camp, and Spidernose’s attention was immediately drawn to the older she-cat as she trotted past them. The warrior had scarcely mewed a greeting of [b][color=f9ad81]“Welcome back, Fernstar…!”[/color][/b] before Fernstar was scaling the Highstump and calling a Clan meeting. When Stonefall beckoned them over, Spidernose mumbled a quick, polite excuse to Sunfur and Stormheart. [i][color=f9ad81]Well, I guess our hunting patrol will have to wait. This could be important, we should hear it too.[/color][/i] she concluded. 

Noticing the stone-grey tom hesitating and glancing in her direction, her expression softened sympathetically and she wove delicately through the small crowd of cats as they gathered to come up beside the deputy and settle herself down there, close enough for their flanks to just about brush against one another, and after a moment of thought, she carefully and gently draped her tail over his. That was subtle enough that Stonefall could pull away from the contact if he wasn’t comfortable with it, but still [i]there[/i] if he wanted it.

She couldn’t imagine how he must be feeling right now, with everything that had happened during the night, and she couldn’t say for sure what would happen now that Fernstar was back to assess their situation, but what Spidernose could do was offer him comfort in that moment, in the only way she knew how.