❝ kestrel flightxxxxxx.xxxxxxx
the thirty moon old deputy of rainclan, interacting with starlingsong.
kestrelflight let out a small mew of surprise and amusement as the lightweight she cat pounced on him, and allowed himself to fall over with a small thud. he rolled over, shooting her a playful smirk as his eyes lighted up, calling for a challenge. but the triumphant smirk replaced itself with a small concerned frown when cats came in, bleeding and injured. well, playtime would have to wait. "well, there seems to be trouble," he mewed, glancing over his shoulder to beckon starlingsong over, "but duststar seems to be handling it fine. though i do want to check," he stated, flicking his tail as he padded over to duststar, just to check. "what's going on?" the tom mewed, concerned as he smelled the strong stench of fox. "has there been a fox attack?"
❝ dove pawxxxxxx.xxxxxxx
the eight moon old apprentice of rainclan, interacting with lichenstorm.
dovepaw let out a small mraow of amusement. "i guess so," she mewed with a small shrug and a wide grin. "we heading back to camp?" she asked, voice muffled through the fur and feathers. she really was proud of herself- she hadn't done a catch quite so well in quite some time now, perhaps she was on her way to becoming a warrior after all, she thought as she looked down at the forest path.
❝ feather frostxxxxxx.xxxxxxx
the thirty moon old warrior of rainclan, interacting with open.
featherfrost let out a tiny yawn as she stirred, waking up to the melodic birdsong outside. the sunlight filtered through the tightly woven walls of the warriors' den, managing to squeeze a ray here or there through the tiny space. she blinked, twitching her whiskers as she tried to get the drowsiness out of her system. the sun had just risen, and it peeked above the tree tops as it cast bright light everywhere. she smiled as she twitched an ear drowsily. dawn, her favorite time of the day. where beautiful hues of orange, yellow, and pink brushed the sky, chasing away the darkness and replacing it with a brilliant blue. where fluffy clouds raced past, always bringing a small smile to her face when she observed them, ever changing, ever shifting. grooming her fur with a soft yawn, she shook the moss off of her fur and padded outside.
