Birchpaw
Sighing, he watched them gather, and stared at the entrance of the camp. He kinda wanted to explore, now that he thought of it. But he probably wouldn't be allowed...
Falteredheart
The tom looked around in boredom. Picking minself onto her paws, he padded over to the mossy stones. He grabbed a small chunk, then raced to the apprentices' den and scattered it around. The new ones would possibly appreciate the new bedding.







