LeafClan
Fawnpelt was in the clearing, assigning patrols.
Cinderclaw was re-sorting his herbs. "Here Cinderclaw!" He turned as a young white tom padded in with a bundle of herbs.
"Just put them there, Icepaw, and then go ask Autumnfall what patrol your on," he meowed. Icepaw dropped them, then charged out into the clearing. He could hear the welcoming mews of his siblings, Butterflypaw and Dovepaw. Though Icepaw was still a warrior apprentice, he was helping Cinderclaw. He looked back, and he let out a sigh as he recognized the bright scarlet berries Icepaw had collected.
Larkwing stood pressed against her mate, Eagletalon. They watched their kits, Owlpaw and Daisypaw, practice the battle moves they practiced on eachother. "Be careful," Larkwing warned them as Daisypaw started nipping at Owlpaw's ankles.
"Hey Oakleaf!" Lilytail called to her mate, her belly swollen with kits.
"Lilytail," He purred loudly, rubbing his cheek against her jaw. His eyes flashed towards Icefrost and Blondie, who were sitting near Fawnpelt. Icefrost was keeping her eye on Butterflypaw, Icepaw, and Dovepaw chased a moss-ball. He swallowed back a growl, turning back to his mate.
Firefly sat beside Fawnpelt, waiting to be assigned to a patrol. She glanced towards Hamper, but quickly looked back to Fawnpelt.
Redback, Leafspot, and Sunpoppy were teasing eachother.
Mudpaw and Finchtail would've loved this, Sunpoppy thought, remembering her brothers.
Jayhawk and Petalfrost were planning to go hunting on their own, their tails twitching excitedly.
I never thought I'd actually not
want to be picked for a patrol, Jayhawk thought to himself.
Dovefeather was laying in the sun, once again missing Lichenfang. The two she-cats had become friends since they had often been left alone together in the camp.
ShadowClan
Cloudstar sat on the highrock, watching his Clan. They had pulled together since the battle between them and LeafClan. His eyes fell on Nightstalker, who was sitting at the edge of all the warriors, his tail flicking.
Well not all of us. A scent drifted over his nose, and he felt a growl rising in his throat.
"LeafClan still belongs to you," Sunstar's voice whispered in his ear. "Go away!" He hissed out loud.
Ashclaw sat behind the group of cats gathered around Sunbite. Pinerock padded to his side and pressed against him.
I haven't lost everything, he thought to himself with a smile, his eyes falling on his and Pinerock's kits, Rowanpaw, Ghostpaw, and Mistypaw.
Mudsplash and Rocktail were talking to eachother, but Mudsplash could tell Rocktail's attention kept drifting. He looked behind him, and saw Heatherbreeze behind him. "Really Rocktail?"
Ivyfern padded out of the warriors den, stretching. She yawned, and looked around the camp. She padded up beside Thorntooth sleepily. "Morning," she meowed with a yawn. She had been gaurding the camp for half the night.
Foxbreath padded through the forest, and soon saw a fox appear through the bushes. "Soro!" He meowed.
"Hello Fox," he meowed.
CloudClan
Crystalshimmer was assigning patrols, her pelt flinching from the chill wafting from the river.
Weaselfall and Brookfeather sat side by side, pressing against eachother.
Cedarmoth was with Silversecret, rearranging her make-shift nest. Silversecret was watching their four kits. Jaysun, Coldpool, Lakeyowl, and Halfcry were gossiping by the fresh-kill pile. Jayun was pressed against Halfcry, helping her sister balance.
Palestripe sat with her sons, white Tumbletail and Whitewhisker swatted at one another.
Rockscar, who had just woken up, padded up and sat between Sparkfire and Tallsping. "Hey Sparkfire," she greeted her sister.
Juniperpaw was helping Silverwhisp sort out the herbs they had. His gaze drifted to Quickpaw, who was talking with the only elder, Windsnow. He started messing up all the herbs he had, and soon he stopped even trying to organize them, staring at his friend.
[I'M FINALLY DONE!]