Darkflower [in the ThunderClan camp]
It had been a cold night. And a windy one, too. Luckily for Darkflower, though, there hadn't been any clouds. She was still sitting there, perched on top of the fallen log that gives the elders their home, her neck craned towards the lightening sky and her ice-blue eyes narrowed in thought. She didn't move, nor did she make a sound. A moment passed, and she leapt up and streaked across the clearing, her dark fur fluffed out. Her eyes were lit with a maniacal light, and a grin parted her lips.
This is it! the medicine cat thought, feeling as though she wanted to dance. I will lead our Clan to victory!
In her haste to reach Kitestar, she tripped and stumbled onto the cold floor of the clearing. She froze, ice cold fear trickling down her spine.
"A bad omen..." she hissed softly, staring thunderstruck at the dust. "I...what will...I must tell her!"
And as though nothing had happened, she got to her paws and continued over to Kitestar.
[[I'm a little busy, but I'll post with the rest of my characters soon...I hope.]]