ＳｐｒｉｎｔＣｌａｎ ↠ Ｗａｒｒｉｏｒｓ ＲＰ ↠ Ａｃｃｅｐｔｉｎｇ

['pyrrhic]

The gentle eyes of Drus filled with worry as she mewed loudly or help. She couldn't drag this tom with her build! She was built for running and hiding, not dragging. She mewed loudly "Help! Help!" she mewed in a loud yowl, as she let out a meow that sounded like a roar for help, as it died she was still meowing.

[dr. pupper]

quill did as told, doubt flickering in her features as she turned. they didn't have a medicine cat, and the big white one that took care of the others was outside. she would have to go outside into the forest, and she already knew how big that could be, and even more dangerous. she hurried out of camp, wobbling on her thin legs. she sniffed, but she didn't know any scents yet outside of camp. but she knew what camp smelled like, and that helped. so she followed that. she listened to the birds too, and the calls that sounded more unsettled she followed since the big white cat was probably hunting. she wobbled through the ferns, and yes, there was the big white cat. and there were birds too. so she was quite. instead, she crept around the white she-cat until she found the tom. she meowed, pawing at his paw frantically.

[C a s]

Sparrowtail watched Steampelt sprint off, and he shook his head before he turned his attention back to Glacierpool. He smiled at her question, flicking his ears. "Of course! I've been thinking about it all day, I've had the slowest evening. Badger fights are like the norm." He joked, offering a genuine grin. "By the look of that badger, I don't think it'll even make it through the night." He said aloud, reflecting back on Steampelt's talk of revenge. He twitched his whiskers and looked back down at Glacierpool. "I don't mean to pry, really. You don't have to tell me anything. But I can't help but notice the tension between you and Steampelt, and I will admit he isn't exactly kind to you." He said softly, his voice laced with concern.

Sunpaw nodded, following Mudpaw over to sit beside Finchpaw. She nodded quickly in greeting to the apprentice, before having a seat and beginning to start her meal. She listened quietly to their conversation, flicking her ear while doing so. They spoke of the bird that Finchpaw was named for; an animal of which Sunpaw had never seen either. "Don't feel bad, you could be named after the sun. It's bright, burns your eyes, and is sometimes too hot." She added, poking fun at her own name.

Finchpaw's eye moved up to the sky and away from the other two apprentices. "I suppose. I think the sun is pretty." She drew her eye back down to the others after another moment of watching the clouds breeze by. "Maybe one day you can see the sun up close," she thought aloud. "It's to bad we can't fly. I'd like to fly, fly like a bird, a finch."

[__PawPrints__]

Darkpaw rolled to his paws and watched as Drus called for help. He wanted to help he knew all the herbs from his days under the med cat but he had never used them. He'd probubly just get in the way if he tried to do anything. "What do you think happened to him?" Darkpaw asked glancing at Silverpaw.

Mudpaw smiled at Sunpaws joke. Mudpaw scrunched up his nose as he imagined growing wings and flying. "Id fly up to the moon and see if it was made of milk or not. Its white and stuff like it." He laughed.

[C a s]

Finchpaw looked thoughtful again. "If the moon is milk, what is the sun? Maybe its made of marigold."

[arcticbreeze]

Silverpaw followed his gaze with concern. "I'm not quite sure. It defiantly doesn't seem to be from another cat. So either a badger or fox attacked." She replied to him taking a step forward then stopping herself. Silverpaw knew she shouldn't crowed Steampelt especially the way he was.

Owlpaw looked over her shoulder at Lionpaw giving him a questioningly look before returning to look forward and heading towards the camp again.

[__PawPrints__]

Lionpaw followed Owlpaw his fish swinging in his jaws. He kept glancing backwards at Honeypaw to make sure she was fine and could keep up. If she needed it he was going to help her whether she liked it or not.

Darkpaw flicked his tail. "Stupid animals." He growled. "Why can't they understand clan boundries?" He was worried now that more cats may have been injured like Streampelt and hadn't made it back to camp yet.

Mudpaw shrugged. "I dont know." He meowed and then he grabbed a big bite if bird chewing loudly.

[vordic.]

Onefoot wobbled out of the elders den, his face serious as the old tom waddled towards the warriors den. Limping over to Drus and Steampelt as fast as the tom could, he began to speak. "Ah, no one budged from the camp ground, more of sat there! Made the caring elda have to move from the den to help!" Onefoot rasped, annoyance toned in his voice.

[arcticbreeze]

Owlpaw walked through the entrance and stopped by the fresh kill pile putting down her fish. She turned around and waited for Lionpaw and Honeypaw.

Silverpaw nudged Darkpaw, "I know you know something to help him, go over there." She meowed to him pushing him from behind.

[Fawnie]

Sunpaw finished up her shrew as Mudpaw and Finchpaw chatted about the sun and the moon. Being the silent thinker she was, she took in their inputs and pondered. She couldn't help but chuckle at Mudpaw's fascination over if the moon was milk, and she smiled a little at Finchpaw's comment of sun being Marigold. It was pleasant thoughts; marigold and warm Queen's milk. "I'd believe it." She commented, finishing her final bite of shrew. "It's a nicer way to think, I imagine the sun as fire because the rays are so hot. But Marigold is nicer. And as for the moon I'm with you, I can't imagine anything else really." She added, shrugging her shoulders.

Sparrowtail silently watched as Glacierpool disappeared into the foilage, making him turn his attention onto a little hunting of his own. He parted his lips, taking in the scents as the washed across the roof of his mouth. The mouth watering scent of Rabbit was all he could focus on, being that it was his favorite. He let his olive eyes wander around the forest, searching for the soft coat of a rabbit. He frowned, the rabbit must've been hiding in some brush. Brush was great, if he could sneak up on it without it hearing him, there would be less of a chance for the hard-to-catch rabbit to run. The warrior then began to track the scent, doing his best to stay in the shady areas and downwind. Within several fox-lengths Sparrowtail found himself squared up with some bramble, and he could see the soft pelt of the rabbit through the bramble. He did his notorious side-ways smile, and dropped to a crouch. He slowly Inched as close as he could without cracking one of the brambles, he would just have to pounce through. Without hesitation, Sparrowtail leaped forward, crashing through the brambles. But sure enough, his claws snagged the rabbit, and he drew it near him, snapping it's neck in a swift bite. He silently thanked Starclan for it's life before carrying back in the direction he last left Glacierpool.