(I'm going to attempt to come back to this RP but I feel like I'm missing too much of it due to my timezone ;p)
Yarrow
Yarrow came back to camp with a mouse in his jaws. Hesitantly glancing at the other cats in camp, he rogue tom padded to the fresh-kill pile, dropped the mouse into it, and ran across the clearing, and into the medicine cat's den with two mice he chose, one for himself, and one for Dawnpaw, his daughter. When he had the chance, he'd join the Clan by asking Willowstar.
Dawnpaw
The gray-and-white medicine cat apprentice looked up to see her father standing at the entrance, two mice clasped in his jaws. She purred and gently took one of them and began eating it, as Yarrow gave a small purr of content in response.
Rowanstream
The reddish tabby tom came into camp, his fur dripping wet from his dip in the river. He was carrying a rather large fish in his mouth, a satisfied look in his amber eyes. Dropping the fish into the fresh-kill pile, Rowanstream went out again, this time to dry himself off in the sun.
(All three are open.)