C o s m i c f l a r e {open}
The Tom opened his eyes to a crack as the morning light pierced through his den. Letting out a yawn to reveal his gleaming white fangs he opened his eyes and got up drowsily. After shaking off the drowsiness his train of thought went back to last night's thoughts. He knew he needed to appoint a deputy after the previous one had perished a moon ago, but there was no signs from star clan on who to choose and he did not know yet himself. Perhaps I should speak with Feathersong. He thought to himself as he jumped from the rocks to the camp surface.
T h u n d e r p a w {Open}
Thunderpaw growled as he heard the two other apprentices talking outside the den, hey had woken him up from a nice dream. Before he went outside to see who the two where he rose to his paws and checked who was up in the apprentice den.
F i r e f l y {open}
He has returned with a mouse and thrush which he had caught in his early morning hunt, as he placed it on the pile his fur shone a brilliant orange, matching the sun's gaze. He had thought that he had scented a rogue or kittypet earlier {felix} and thought nothing of it but to report it to the others.