- Pinestar//tags; Whiteclaw, Snowstorm
He wasn't worried about himself, he still had more than one life left to guide to his clan. After both warriors proceeded to do their duties he bounded to the top of the Highrock where he waited for the patrol to return.
Silvershade//tags; Sunsplash, Nightcloud
She smiles sympathetically. "It's like running on the ground. Follow your instincts and just let go." Silvershade closes her eyes and continues to bound effortlessly through the treetops. "Trust me."
Honeyfrost//tags; Leopardstrike, Dappleshade
"We should go see Deadtooth. He didn't look like he was in a good state." She murmurs softly and gets up to lead the way to the medicine den. "Dappleshade?" Honeyfrost saw Snowstorm and the distraught look on her face. Surely it can't just be deputy duties that's upsetting her?
Whiteclaw//tags; open
He sat in the middle of the clearing, his tail twitching with anticipation as he waited for the apprentices to arrive. Come on, he urged, you must hurry, we don't have time to wait. StarClan will not be forgiving today. Then their scent filled his nostrils and he stands up quickly, waiting for them to run into the camp.
Larkpaw//tags; Sparrowpaw, Sandpaw
With a keen nod Larkpaw leaps into the trees and soars through the canopy, Sparrowpaw and Sandpaw flanking her. Soon the familiar smell of home hit the back of her throat and she found herself pushing even harder. But she could also scent wolves, and they were nearby, and so was freshly-spilt blood. Larkpaw tried to be quiet as they continued forward, and then burst through the leaves and into the camp clearing.