- [If you want, this headache of his could end up being a prophecy. Might spice things up a bit, who knows. Completely up to you c:]
Brambleleaf|Male|Medicine Cat|62 Moons|In the Camp|Tags;; Thornstar
- He looked up at the sky at the mention of Ravensong, squinting slightly due to his headache; he still remembered her bravery and everything she had sacrificed for the sake of the clan. "Ravensong would have made an excellent leader, but I'm confident you will do just as well as she would have. I'm sure she is cheering you on from Starclan at this very moment," he responded solemnly. He considered the two current options for a minute, comparing the two. "I think Quietheart would make for a fine deputy as well; she can definitely rise to the occasion. Just imagine if you chose Sandbranch--sometimes I wonder if that cat knows his tail from his nose!"
Smokycloud|Male|Warrior|34 Moons|In the Camp|Tags;; Frostpaw
- Smokycloud calmly swisher his tail, something he did when he was thinking. He wasn't really thinking about much anymore, more like what kind of prey is out there. A soft smile rested on his face when he saw the apprentice Frostpaw lounging about much in the same way he was. The warrior pushed himself up onto his paws and calmly walked over by the apprentice. "How's your training going?" he questioned, his intentions in no way malicious. He laid down onto his side next to the rock, looking up at the clouds with him. "I hear you've been doing pretty well."
Sandbranch|Male|Warrior|14 Moons|The Tall Tree|Tags;; OpenSandbranch slowly opened his eyes, the dream he had witnessed already fading away. He was still a little drowsy, but N really falling off of the tree had had accidentally fallen asleep in definitely woke him up. "Great Starclan! That was close," he panted after scrambling to get a better hold on the thick branch. He knew if he fell it wouldn't be the end of the world because he had branches below him, but the very thought still terrified him. "I can't believe I did this again ," The sandy tom complained before hopping to a different, taller branch. He had snuck out of the camp the previous night and went tree-hopping, but accidentally stayed out too late and found himself to be rather tired. "That's what I get for being such a mouse-brain..."
Badgerpaw|Male|Apprentice|10 Moons|In the Camp|Tags;; Driftmoon
- Ah, his mentor and clan leader; he figured it would be a difficult adjustment, having your brother suddenly thrust into the position on clan leader. He decided to set that train of thought to the side, though, and focus on the second thing the pearly white she-cat said. "Yeah, I guess I am," he purred, the desire to mention them being able to stay in the same den once more overwhelming. "I'd say I'm doing pretty good though; I'm sure I'll pass my exam in a few short moons." His eyes revealed a small flicker of worry. "Are you still adjusting well?"
Spottedpaw|Female|Apprentice|8 Moons|Out and About|Tags;; OpenFor Spottedpaw, running was her favorite thing; if she could, she would run for the rest of her life. It was a miracle, though, that she was able to finally escape the camp that day. After what likely added up to a dozen unsuccessful attempts to escape through the front entrance, she resorted to her secret pathway that lead outside the camp. She was deathly bored inside the camp and couldn't even bear to bring herself to sit around and do nothing for much longer. So to she didn't. She felt the wind on her face, the ground underneath her paws; she saw the blur of trees and marshland that she passed by as she ran around the territory. She was the best possible version of herself when she was running; the happiest version of herself.
