Russetstorm had finished his duties and padded about camp to find any extra work he could pick up. Riverclan seemed to have been progressing about as smooth as it could, all things considered, and he wanted to ensure that continued to be the case. He checked the elders den to see if Copperspark needed anything, refreshed the bedding and brought the old tom cat a mouse snack. After that, Russetstorm found himself simply glancing about.
There were no apprentices, not yet anyways. But there were several kits that showed promise in their own ways and where there were kits was usually Queens. Heading towards the nursery, the tom stopped outside, announcing himself softly before poking his head inside to check on everyone. “All’s well in here I hope?” He asked, earning a short nod from Flamedapple who simply curled back around her kittens and sighed. Fawnbriar seemed to be stretching her legs with her rowdy three kittens so all that left was “Goldenleaf?” He called to the golden she cat. “Is there anything I might be able to get you?” He offered gently with a nod of his head.
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