Rockjaw of Black Fir Cairn Rockjaw lounged beside his den, tail flicking lazily back and forth. He gave a stiff yawn, grunting as his jaw readjusted. His paws had been itching for a fight lately-He hoped to get his claws on a few Frostclan cats soon. He smiled internally at the thought. Adjusting his gaze to the sky, he wondered what his brother was doing over at Broken Tree Leap-Probably something ridiculous.
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Stormwater had been sitting outside the den, her tail wrapped around her paws, and she watched their surroundings ahead of them. Her icy eyes scanned the area, the tip of her tail flicking up and down a little bit, and her ears had been lowered a little, almost flat against her head as she watched. She seemed rather irritated. One because she didn't get alot of sleep, and two, she was itching to do something, but wasn't sure herself what she wanted to do.