Pantherpaw
Pantherpaw's eyes flickered around the camp. The tip of his tail flicked as he scanned the area sitting next to the apprentice den. The black bengal tom's ears flattened with annoyance when his sister's paw steps padded in the dry grass behind him. "Honestly, Leopardpaw, if you're going to sneak up on your prey, don't be so loud," he murmured, whiskers twitching.
Leopardpaw
Leopardpaw's tail went between her legs in embarrassment. "Well don't go showing off now," she huffed, swatting at Pantherpaw's ear. He seemed to have been concentrating, or thinking perhaps, before she'd interrupted him. "Now then, why don't you come train with some of the apprentices and I?" the golden apprentice suggested.
Rustblaze
Rustblaze padded to the nursery, a plump vole in his mouth. He usually avoided the nursery ever since Willowtiger was killed there, but he couldn't let feelings get in the way of his warrior duties. Taking a deep breath, he entered the den and set down the fresh-kill. "Anyone hungry?" he asked, trying to sound cheerful.