Fishface wrinkled his nose in distaste and looked around camp, moving away from the patrol. What was there to guard camp from, exactly? Rabbits? He flexed his claws as if daring any of those furry creatures to step foot in WindClan camp.
Antlerclaw's ears twitched and he headed towards the border patrol, impatient for the patrols to begin.
Snailpaw, a little Crestfallen, looked down at her paws. But as she thought about her new duty, she perked again, realizing she'd have plenty of time to poke at any bugs about camp. And of course, her training would be taking place either way.
(If hourhaze announces it, pretend my cats heard and that's how they knew of their positions. Sorry!)
[I'm going to stop making my posts so organized. lol, it takes to long for me to respond.]
Drynose looked over at Snailpaw,"Hey, it's okay"she meowed,"We can train in camp if you want. Maybe we can catch leaves and bugs instead of birds and and rabbits", she meowed sarcastically.
Bumblepaw sat by the camp entrance, eager to head out on the moor.
Dawntail waited for his patrol to gather around, ready to head out.
Fishface watched the patrol go off before he licked a paw and dragged it over his ear and flattened face. Then he stopped, as if that was enough cleaning at the moment, and headed off towards the dirtplace.
Antlerclaw nearly let an exasperated sigh of relief burst from him, but he managed to hold his tongue. He followed behind the border patrol, realizing at that moment his jaws were taut, and he relaxed them.
Snailpaw's whiskers twitched. "I hope the Clan likes dragonflies. I spotted one over there, and i guess i'll have to catch it." she dropped into a crouch and slithered towards the center of camp for training.
Drynose purred with amusement," After you're done with the bugs, would you mind helping me clean out the dens? And maybe bring some prey to Smokestar?" she meowed over her shoulder as she began padding over to the warrior's den to clean out the nests.
Snailpaw stood from her crouch and nodded, heading towards the apprentices' den. She'd bug-hunt later. Duties came first! ...Joy. Sh picked through the old moss, balling it up and whacking it outside the den, leaving her sleeping place relatively empty. but she knew exactly where to retrieve newer, fresher moss.
II Hourhaze II Deputy II She-cat II Location: Camp II Tags: Bumblepaw II
"What are we going to do first, hmm." Hourhaze began. "Well, to be successful while hunting, you must be able to even find or hear the prey." She meowed. "Listen carefully. What do you hear? The mice dancing, the birds singing, the squirrels chattering, or the rabbits chasing each other?"
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'' love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs '' good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.