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Many cat's would have found Nightclan's residence to be dark, musty, and most of all claustrophobic. Perhaps Smokefur would have felt the same if she had been born into another clan, however as it stood it was home for her. Nestling into a dark corner of the camp after having completed her chores for the day Smokefur did her best to relax as she delivered precise licks to smooth out her fur. The chore was therapeutic and required little attention allowing her mind to wader wherever it pleased. Obviously a cat's mind needed rest just as much as a cat's body, thus Smokefur used these quiet grooming sessions to allow her thoughts to calm as they were untangled and organized. Every problem could be broken down into smaller manageable pieces, every emotion could be processed and examined allowing for one to unburden themselves. As the fur that had become wild during the days work was smoothed so too did Smokefur's thoughts calm.

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Despite the day's start- the chaos of finding jobs for everyone, falling into one of the pools on his hunting outing, the concerning stench of fox around the borders - Briarthroat found himself calming down as he reentered Nightclan's camp. He found it more peaceful than not to return home, the caves shelter a physical reminder that he and his clanmates were safe for the night. His soft eyes scanned the dens, a smile appearing as he spotted the groups of cats settling down into their routines for this time of day. 
In a corner, he spotted Smokefur, going through the ritual of a full tongue bath. Now that's a good idea, He thought, his fur prickling as a reminder of the watery trip he had today. He padded over to the medicine cat, dipping a head in a greeting. "I noticed you were giving yourself a cleaning, mind if I join you?" Briarthroat asked, gesturing with his tail at his own pelt. "I accidentally fell into one of our pools today, so I'm sure it needs it."

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Smokefur saw Briarthroat enter the camp and scan those inhabiting the common area before his gaze settled on her. It wasn't uncommon for clan leadership to spend a fair amount of time together, after all cultivating a healthy personal relationship made working with one another that much easier, thus Smokefur wasn't surprised when Briarthroat made his way over. Smokefur ceased her form of meditation so as to be more present for the deputy and offered him a polite nod as he requested permission to share the space with her. After coming closer it was very apparent that Briarthroat had been subjected to a rough day, his disheveled fur plenty telling enough. "I was going to let it be, but yes it would do well with a bit of grooming." Smokefur joked as she continued to work on her own fur. "Barring your surprise bath, I hope all else is well?"

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