[ Sweet, Jayflight! ^^ I love the banner. ]
Owlclaw stretched out, his tail streamed out straight behind him. The light brown tabby tom slipped out of the warrior's den, a bit chilly from last night. It was a clan custom that the senior warriors sleep in the middle, and the younger warriors sleep on the outskirts of the den. The ShadowClan cat gave his paw a sharp lick and drew it over his left ear, closing his eyes as he did so. The tom set his paw back on the ground and waited for any patrol assignments or instructions from Rowanclaw or Blackstar.
Sandstorm sunned herself outside of the warrior's den. Her heart still held hurt for her mate, and she knew that a piece of her heart would be missing until she met him again in StarClan. She was still astonished at how Spottedleaf had saved her life from Mapleshade. Mapleshade. The words were sour on her mind. The ginger-and-white Dark Forest cat had attacked her, yowling that Sandstorm had everything she wanted. When Mapleshade was about to kill her, Spottedleaf threw her off, and Mapleshade killed Spottedleaf, making the medicine cat fade away into nothingness. Sandstorm set her head on her paws and tried to push away the events of the Dark Forest battle that kept buzzing in her mind like bees.