<>~.:Mintsplash:.~<>
Mintsplash
Rank: Warrior
Pretty, soft gray she-cat
with white-tipped ears
& minty green eyes
Scars: Small nick in left ear
Personality: Caring, smart,
friendly, fun-loving; sees
happiness as vital
Crush: None
Location: Forest
Mood: Alert
"Count your age by
friends,not years. Count your
life by smiles, not tears."
-John Lennon
Mintsplash's ears swiveled to her left as a soft rustling and a snore sounded from a nearby bush. But....which bush? From the corner of her eye, she spotted a dark movement of what looked like tabbied fur, and she slowly crept towards it, hackles rising and falling with each step. She could then make out another shape; in fact, another cat! They seem to be just taking a snooze...nevertheless, they shouldn't be on SunClan territory. Her eyes blinked once, and Mintsplash lifted her head up curiously. She sat back on the orangey-brown leaves, and tucked her tail tightly around her paws. The warrior did not feel any harm from these cats, but just for extra precautions, she slides her claws out halfway behind her tail. "Hello there!" she chirps.
Swiftcreek
Swiftcreek
Rank: Warrior
Dark gray tabby tom
with brown flecks
& orange eyes
Scars: Three claw-marks on left cheek
Personality: Overall average warrior-
loyal, loving, strong
Crush: None
Location: with Petalfall, nearing camp
Mood: shocked
*It is easy to make a friend,
*but to recieve true loyalty
* from one is slim
*and well-earned;
* not swiftly made,
*nor as carelessly given
*as a running creek.
Swiftcreek's neck fur rises in shock, and jumps back as the white tom springs out. W-w-what??? Jumpingfoot? His bristling fur fell flat as realization hit him of the stranger's identity. "Erm-P-Petalfall? Is this the cat you mentioned as being your former apprentice?" he asks somewhat awkwardly.