- A soft humming heralded the apprentices return to the camp, a large bundle of moss muffling but not entirely silencing the noise. It was early, but Breezepaw hadn't managed to get back to sleep after waking up rather suddenly so he'd gone off to check on the patch of coltsfoot again {it was showing new sprouts so he was confident it would recover in time, still no sign of what had trampled it though} and had found such a nice soft patch of moss on his way back. So he'd grabbed some of it, and padded towards the nursery with it. "Good morning!" He chirped from the entrance to the den after having dropped the moss ball gently at his paws. "I found some nice soft moss, so I thought I'd bring it for your nest!"
β Foxshine - Male - 33 moons - Hunter- Apprentice: Sandpaw - ~open β
- The orange tom yawned, turning over in his nest and stretching out his back legs. He knew he'd need to get up soon, but he sure didn't feel like it this morning. He just wanted to curl up in his comfy nest forever. Or at least until he got bored. He cracked an eye open at a voice, frowning vaguely in Brackenfur's direction before rolling onto his stomach to flex his front claws. Yeah he probably wasn't getting any more sleep, huh? Just his luck really.
β Viperpaw - Male - 8 moons - Guardian's Apprentice - Mentor: Wolfheart - ~open β
- Sleeping with other cats was a constant source of inconvenience for Viperpaw. He was used to quieter mornings still. Not a single morning was quiet with the rest of apprentices. His tail flicked, scowling at the apprentices who were up and about before standing himself and stalking out of the den to find a quiet place in the camp to groom himself before he was expected to do anything for the day.