Whitepaw || Apprentice || 9 Moons || She-cat
- The young she-cat sighs, getting up and heading out. She glances around, hearing a commotion coming from the nursery, Swiftfang's kits seemed to be awake. She twitches her tail and pads over to the nursery, sticking her head in and looking at the two kits. "Could you be any louder first thing in the morning?" She asks, keeping her voice a bit low
Fang || Rogue || 30 Moons || Tom
- Fang lets out a satisfied purr before going silent again and crouching over the squirrel, eating it up quickly before standing back up straight and glancing around, scenting for any signs of clan cats near. After confirming there were none he starts in the direction of the camp, maybe he could scare someone again today
Silverstar || Leader || 34 Moons || She-cat
- The silver she-cat glances around at the cats who had gotten up, she ought to have a few go out on patrol and hunting. She hops down from the High Rock and pads over to Littleclaw. "Good morning Littleclaw, would you mind gathering a few cats and going out on patrol? Before you come back it would be best to get some hunting in as well, seeing as our fresh kill pile is quite low." She says, flicking her tail towards the pile a few fox-lengths from the entrance