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Wincing, Larkstar watched Volepaw take a guard stance by the camp tunnel. He was a good apprentice. She had given him Nightfrost as a mentor, hoping they would both benefit. Nightfrost never thought he was good enough, but he was a good fighter. Volepaw was scared of everything. Nightfrost was good at pushing Volepaw to do better. The two did seem a bit stiff with each other though.
Tags: Nightfrost

ᵛᵒˡᵉᵖᵃʷ Volepaw nodded at Nightfrost's suggestion. He walked quickly to the camp tunnel and sat. His ears perked up, he tasted the air. Nothing. Sitting very still, he listened as far as he could, scented as far as he could. Warriors were still out looking. If they hadn't found anything, how should he? Volepaw kept guarding though. It was the least he could do for Ebonypaw...and the Clan.
Tags: None

ˢᵗᵒʳᵐᶜˡᵒᵘᵈ Stormcloud finished organizing patrols. He wasn't on one yet, because he'd done midnight patrol last night, but he was on dusk patrol later. The prey pile was surprisingly well stocked, so he grabbed two mice. Taking one to the Elders' den, he ate the other while talking to the Clan's wisest cats. They chatted about the affects of leafbare for a minute before Stormcloud excused himself.
Wandering over to the nursery, he noticed a small hole in the den side. Clawing some moss off of a nearby rock, he began to patch up the hole.
Tags: None

ᶤᵛʸᵖᵃʷIvypaw sat nearby, but far enough away that Ebonypaw could be alone with his mother. She knew how it felt not to have a mom. Her mother had post-natal depression, and never talked to anyone. Ivypaw didn't even know what her mother's voice sounded like. At least she had one though. Ebonypaw looked a little confused as he lay beside Warmheart. "We have to stay until tomorrow morning," she told him. It was strange how she always knew what he needed/wanted. They always knew each other's thoughts. Normally this made her laugh, but now she was sad to know how he felt.
Tags: Ebonypaw

[Nightmare's dreams]

Cagelight//Camp// Tags; None

Cagelight looked around camp, watching his breath in the cold air as he yawned, his tail swished behind him slowly drifting to and fro through the wind, his black fur stood on end due to the cold, His paws resting down on the frost cover grass. He closed his eyes and went in to deep thought like always It's colder, hunting will be harder, but I do like it when is colder it's feel almost fresh, giving things a new chance . He though to himself.

Cursepaw//Camp//Tags; None

Cursepaw sighed as he put his head down on his gray paws as he laid in his nest, it was quite in the den like all ways. He sighed again with boredom, he never did much of any thing lately every thing just became boring to him now even the idea of becoming a warrior bored him. With one more soft sigh he rose form his nest and shook out his fur or any dust or moss. A bit of some soft green moss flew from his pelt and in two some on else nest, this made him smile a bit. He picked up that little bit of moss, put in back in his nest, then left the den to start his day.

Rainkit//Camp//Tags; Stromcloud

Rainkit purred softly watching the others members of Duskclan coming and going through the camp. It was getting colder out side, so she dared not leave the warmth of the den to bother one of the warriors. Even if it was warm she was still lonely in way, she didn't have any one to really talk to and every one just seemed to busy for a little kit like her. Rainkit then noticed a tom, StormCloud, patching a hole in the nursery wall with some moss. She got a idea, and with a smile crept up behind him eyeing his tail, She made a quick leap aiming, for his tail hoping to get it.

Mistbreeze//Woods//Tags;

Misrbreeze walked into camp with fresh killed mouse. She walked over the the fresh kill pile and dropped it down It wasn't a really good hunt, I'll try again later she though to herself with a purr And I'll bring home more then mouse She then turned and started to groom her fur, she wasn't one to get dirty she never like it but being a warrior getting dirty was something that happens. She licked her paws and started her face and whiskers.

[SophieFloopHoney.]

(Sorry if I get a few cats mixed up to who belongs to what clan... It can be confusing with two clans, y'know? I guess I kinda timeskipped- trying to pick up something in duskclan. correct me if there is a major plot or summin.)

Webfeather squinted her eyes in the light as she strolled out of her den. She felt like a swim, but it was too cold. She cocked her head. Other than the fact of swimming being an impossibility, she enjoyed winter. Her coat was thick enough to where she didn't get too cold. She didn't go hungry- ever. She was a naturally bulky cat and never lost weight, but it never showed through her beautiful long, silver fur. Her harsh green gaze swept over the camp. It looked empty- so she went and sat in the middle and waited for everyone to wake up.

[lumi]

ｆ ｅ ａ ｔ ｈ ｅ ｒ ｐ ａ ｗ .
{{ she-cat }} {{ apprentice }} {{ dawnclan }}
Featherpaw slowly managed to drag herself over to the side of the camp. She sat alone, staring absent-mindedly at the sky. The camp had been very grief-stricken this morning, and her heart felt heavy in her chest. She sighed, thinking about how hard this was on Ebonypaw. The poor apprentice.. she thought to herself. She sighed deeply, laying on the ground with her head on her paws.

{{featherpaw still needs a mentor , hehe c: }}

[SophieFloopHoney.]

-webfeather-

-duskclan-

-camp-

Webfeather stretched her claws. She had heard about the death from Dawnclan. She wondered briefly if the new leader had chosen a deputy. Her eyes clouded. Was Dawnclan managing? She pushed the thought away. Why would she care? But deep down, she hoped that the rival clan was doing fine. Webfeather pushed herself to her feet with a groan. The cold weather always made her joints hurt if she sat still for too long. She shook all the dust out of her long, flowing grey fur and set off to the entrance of camp to see if she could catch a mouse.

[laf]

Hey SophieFloopHoney, can you perhaps write in a darker color? It's very hard to read.]

Embersong yawns, hearing the rumblings of the death in DawnClan. Oh well. The brown tabby honestly doesn't care about what happens in the other clan. She sees Webfeather leaves camp and flicks her tail, padding over to the fresh-kill pile. She picks up a vole in her jaws and carries it over to a quiet corner of camp, eating her food hungrily. She swipes a tongue over her muzzle, watching the camp go about its business. Nearby, she can see the tortoiseshell pelt of Heronfeather as she returns from a hunting trip. Embersong knows that she has a brother in DawnClan and the tabby warrior herself has a sibling there. Do all cats think DawnClan is better than DuskClan? she thinks rather scornfully to herself.

[Nightmare's dreams]

(Edit my last post, Seaturtle you wanna R.p?, Maybe Featherpaw and my character Cursepaw could run into etch other perhaps? Allso Bones Heronfeather your character right? if she open I was wondering if she could meet up with Cagelight or something?)

[SophieFloopHoney.]

/-*/(Sure, my bad:D)

-webfeather-
-duskclan-
-camp-

Webfeather stalked over to the tabby she-cat. "Hello." She rumbled, twitching her whiskers. "I'm sick and tired of hearing about death in Dawnclan, so I thought I could talk to you about something else," She said. But a nibbling curiosity sat at the back of her mind about the sudden death.

(Bones, is your username about the tv show with Brennan and Booth..? If so that happens to be my favorite thing in the world.)

[laf]

no, it's referring from McCoy from Star Trek. and sure, Heronfeather can talk to Cagelight c: ]

Heronfeather yawns, seeing Embersong eating nearby. She deposits her fresh prey into the pile and licks a paw, swiping it over her ears. She notices Cagelight by the warriors den and perks her ears. Admittedly, Heronfeather does have affections for him. She musters up her courage and pads over to him.

[Nightmare's dreams]

Cagelight//Camp// Tags; None

Cagelight opened his eyes slowly, disrupting his thoughts for a moment to see what has gone on around camp. His tail still swishing back and forth. He stood up for a moment to only get the stiff feeling out of him, then he sat back down. He eyes wondered for a moment and he noticed and she-cat looking at him. It was Heronfeather another warrior like him. He looked to her and gave a slight warming smile.

Cursepaw//Camp//Tags; None

Cursepaw sighed as he put his head down on his gray paws as he laid in his nest, it was quite in the den like all ways. He sighed again with boredom, he never did much of any thing lately every thing just became boring to him now even the idea of becoming a warrior bored him. With one more soft sigh he rose form his nest and shook out his fur or any dust or moss. A bit of some soft green moss flew from his pelt and in two some on else nest, this made him smile a bit. He picked up that little bit of moss, put in back in his nest, then left the den to start his day.

Rainkit//Camp//Tags; Stromcloud

Rainkit purred softly watching the others members of Duskclan coming and going through the camp. It was getting colder out side, so she dared not leave the warmth of the den to bother one of the warriors. Even if it was warm she was still lonely in way, she didn't have any one to really talk to and every one just seemed to busy for a little kit like her. Rainkit then noticed a tom, StormCloud, patching a hole in the nursery wall with some moss. She got a idea, and with a smile crept up behind him eyeing his tail, She made a quick leap aiming, for his tail hoping to get it.

Mistbreeze//Woods//Tags;

Misrbreeze walked into camp with fresh killed mouse. She walked over the the fresh kill pile and dropped it down It wasn't a really good hunt, I'll try again later she though to herself with a purr And I'll bring home more then mouse She then turned and started to groom her fur, she wasn't one to get dirty she never like it but being a warrior getting dirty was something that happens. She licked her paws and started her face and whiskers.