DawnClan
Pepperfrost couldn't help but smile as Larkfall's fur brushed against her white fur. As she looked up, she felt a small kick and purred. "That way looks perfect Larkfall." The trees down the path he'd silently suggested hung over and leaves rested on to ground making a blanket of different shades.
Riverstar flicked her tail and began to walk away from camp towards the hunting grounds. "Come on, I want to start as soon as possible. We don't have all day." The leader meowed with a smile.
SlateClan
Sparrowpaw's eyes widened as she was attacked. When she was released, she dropped the prey and coughed a few times as she regained oxygen. "I swear it was originally SlateClan prey! It came over here and I followed it without a thought. I'm sorry. Do with me what you will." The apprentice looked at her paws, knowing these cats didn't believe her. She silently waited for an awful punishment.
Owlpaw yawned and looked at the queen. "Just a nightmare, nothing to worry about. And are you sure? Your kits aren't long arriving." The apprentice shivered as he thought of him standing there unable to do anything as… Yeah, best not to think about that.














