🦅Talon of Eagle🦅molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ outsider ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: Greenleaf Twoleg Place near Caveclan Camp
Talon had been making good time, or at least she told herself that. She didn't know where she was going, still, but she knew other cats had to be nearby! She'd taken shelter in an abandoned upwalker nest for the night. Well, not inside, but in their garden underneath their porch stoop. It'd been nice shelter from whatever might be lurking at night, but not particularly warm. She didn't sleep excellently because of the cold, and she was up just before dawn. She shook the cold out of her joints, careful not to displace any of her feathers and various gifts from her Tribe. On nights like these, she missed the warmth of the bodies of her Tribe mates!
She groomed her berries back into place, before eating one for good measure. Nothing like a mouse, but something bright and sweet to wake up to. She looked around the upwalker nest, nudging the door one more time. Nope, no budging. There weren't any upwalkers here to fawn over her -- though she wasn't sure she wanted that, either. The life of a pet seemed awfully boring. She made sure there was no prey rustling around the property before heading out. Talon started out into the wilderness, wondering what today would bring.
🥀Thistleface🥀tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ elder ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: Daisythorn
He ran as fast as his paws would carry him, but the fox outpaced him at every turn. He let out a scream as the beast grabbed him by the ear, shaking him by it. A sickening ripping sound met his ears, and he went flying. He could do nothing but yowl as he flew through the air, anticipating the crash into the earth. Just before he hit the ground, he rushed to his feet in his sleep. His eyes opened and he realised he was in the Elder's Den. Why couldn't he see properly? He uneasily looked around. He was on his paws, no longer in the warm spot he'd made. He blinked a few times, coming to his senses and remembering the loss of vision in his left eye. He let out a sigh, watching the warmth of his breath float away.
There was nothing for an elder to do this early, besides curl back up to sleep. He looked over to his sleeping denmates. Quietbound and Foxtail went undisturbed by his sudden movements. Thank Starclan, he'd be so embarrassed if his nightmare had woken them. He padded outside, into the slushy melting snow. He scowled with the right half of his mouth as he felt it squidge between his toes. Ugh, he hated Leafbare. At least it wasn't like they were in Iceclan camp, where the snow stayed for a good amount of time. Thistleface walked over to the freshkill pile. No one had been hunting yet this morning, the only things left were a few voles and a soggy thrush.
He poked the thrush, wincing as it barely bounced back. Yeah, someone else might eat this, but it was no good for him. He looked around the camp with a sweeping gaze. His eye landed on Daisythorn. She was to be a Queen soon, and he felt excitement at the idea of new kits. His own were grown into apprentices now, the Clan needed fresh blood. "Good morning, Daisythorn," he greeted, offering a small smile with half of his mouth. "Were you going on dawn patrol? Being up this early isn't good for anything else," Thistleface chuckled.
🦋Mothstorm🦋tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ queen ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: n/a
Mothstorm was getting good, quality sleep when a bird sounded out overhead. He woke with a start, sitting straight up and asking, "who?" He paused, bringing a paw to rub the sleep out of his eyes. He rubbed his full, bare belly and gave a sigh. Kitting wasn't too far off, maybe a moon now. He felt massive with the kits in his belly! He wasn't sure how many there were this time, but he knew it must be more than last time. No one besides him knew who the other father was, and he had decided he'd keep it that way. With his luck they'd look just like Thistleface, but he secretly hoped they didn't. He wasn't sure he could handle the heartbreak of seeing Thistleface in them.
His stomach protested, hungry from the effort of making enough room for all of his kits. He glanced around the empty den, and then outside at the melting snow. It'd feel awful on his back paws. He decided going back to bed was his best option, and so curled up and went back to sleep. He'd wake when someone brought him something warm to eat!
🪱Wormpaw🪱agender ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ apprentice ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: Breezerush
Wormpaw was curled up right at their sister's side. The two had slept together since they were kits, and apprenticeship hadn't changed that. Wormpaw loved the warmth of Curlypaw and the way her frizzy fur felt against their pelt. Sleep didn't last forever, though -- Wormpaw awoke first, poking his head up out of the ball they were in. They looked outside, trying to judge the time of day -- it was still before dawn. They carefully removed themself from Curlypaw and, with a little shudder, left the apprentice's den. The snow was melting and the sun was starting to climb up the horizon. Maybe they could get into the dawn patrol?
Wormpaw wandered out into camp and looked around for Breezerush. Noticing her, they made a beeline. "Good morning, Breezerush!" he greeted, trying to make the first move today. Usually she had to go looking for them. "Can we go on dawn patrol?"
🐑Curlypaw🐑molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ apprentice ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags:
Curlypaw could feel when her sibling shifted, but she decided to cling to sleep a little longer. No dawn patrol for her, she'd rather get some extra z's!
🦂Scorpionskitter🦂tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ deputy ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: Cheetahfang, Batpaw, Breezerush, Wormpaw, Daisythorn, Windfall, Tigerpaw
Scorpionskitter had been up for a while now. He didn't often sleep in, usually getting up before sun broke. It left him cranky and tired near the end of the day, but it was tolerable. He'd left the camp to do a touch of hunting before the rest of the Clan woke up. He padded back into camp, carrying a fresh cardinal between his jaws. He walked over to the freshkill pile and set it down, before heading over to the foot of the Highcave. There were a few cats starting to middle about. Who should he send out on dawn patrol?
"Morning, Cheetahfang," he greeted the warrior. "Would you be willing to lead the dawn patrol? I'd also like you to take Batpaw, Breezerush, Wormpaw, Daisythorn, Windfall, and Tigerpaw," Scorpionskitter finished. He'd miss the opportunity to bring his apprentice out, but there'd be more opportunities. He'd been thinking he'd take Beepaw for some combat training today.
