She-Clan ~ Clan of the She-cats ~ Not Accepting!

[SoftBeee]

Tigershark watched her.

[Wolf Prints]

Dusksong flicked her tail. "Come have a mouse. After that, I'm going to go hunting, and I'd like company." she mewed, pawing a mouse out of the pile.

[ShadowOfTheBird]

(Rivercall has just been sent to get a tom hunting patrol, any takers?)

[Wolf Prints]

Mapleshade could....)

[BulletRain]

Sparrowpelt could))

[ShadowOfTheBird]

(Okay, where are they?)

(And I have Cherrypetal and Darkfeather open.)

[Wolf Prints]

Parakeetfeather sighed, stretching. (In camp, female)

Mapledust sat by the freshkill pile. His mistress was asleep, so he had nothing to do. He couldn't even clean the den.

[BulletRain]

Sparrowpelt moved out of the tom den into the sunlight. He moved over to the fresh kill pile and waited for his mistress. He knew she probably wouldn't come and would forget to meet him.

[ShadowOfTheBird]

Ravencall padded around, looking for any toms. He spotted Sparrowpelt and Mapledust at the fresh-kill pile, and made his way over to them. "Ello, Leopardstar has asked me to gather a hunting patrol, you in?" He asked the two in his British accent.

[BulletRain]

Sparrowpelt nodddd, he had nothing better to do. Plus, maybe he could become more respected. "Sure, sounds fun," he meowed to Ravencall.