Hey Kit, wake up. You've got next watch for post 3.
He felt a gentle kick go into side. It wasn't a kick meant to hurt, just wake him up. Giving a quick snort and rolled onto his other side, before going onto his front and pushing himself up. He grumbled as he dragged himself up. The bedroll that he used every night had taken his shape a while back, not comfortable as it was familiar, which was more important to a good sleep to Kitsune, it seemed. He hated early morning watch. It was difficult to wake up enough for an accurate reading for the first 20 minutes. Luckily for him, nothing much happened that was out of the ordinary. Some scouts from other gangs, testing the territories; couriers running messages and miscellaneous packages. Everything was still worth taking note of, just in case. Better to be over-careful than under.
He walked through the mall that had been changed into a base for those who didn't see much difference between the humans and the Tyuman. Or at the very least they didn't attack over the belief that one existed. If it wasn't for the fact that this building had been commandeered by the early members of the Todd Foxes back when the town was split in 4 (as far as he knew it was only split in 4), there might not have been another building that could support such a large amount of people. Not as comfortably, anyway.
Climbing the stairs to the roof, then the ladder up into the watchtower that was his designated post. "I'm here to relieve you..." Kit said tiredly, Thank god... He got as an equally tired response. The other 'watch-fox' climbed down from the tower, almost slipping from the ladders in tiredness, "Careful..." A childish sticking out the tongue was what he got in response, one which he returned, before taking a seat in the solid wooden chair that he would be occupying for the 4 hours (unless he got a visitor)...