°•. ♥ вαdgєr ♥ .•°
DriftClan • Male • Rouge
The tom licked his mate as she sat down beside him, his eyes clouding with a faint concern. "Those scratches look pretty deep and they haven't healed yet," He said giving them sniff. The black and white rouge let out a soft sigh as he looked at Siren - she had been left rather scratched up after her fight with the rats. Badger began to groom her cheek, "Want me to go hunting? You can stay here an rest, I'll find some herbs as well if its necessary."
°•. ♥ thαwkít ♥ .•°
DriftClan • Male • Kit
The tom-kit grunted as he missed the leaf that flitted in the air just above his paws. He swiped again, but missed falling onto his stomach with a loud 'oof'. ThawKit shook his pelt out but when he looked back up the leaf had drifted away in the breeze. "I'm such a mouse-brain," He laughed to himself. The tom was about to bound off again when he saw a shape coming into the clearing from the warriors den, "FernKit?"
°•. ♥ fєrnkít ♥ .•°
DriftClan • Female • Kit
FernKit took a deep breath as she padded out of the den, the first thing she saw was her brothers wide and concerned eyes. Her fur was matted with dirt and patches of dry blood, she had only just woken up from being blacked out and her whole body ached. As she came further out into the clearing she realised that her brother was staring at her back - then as FernKit took a look for herself she let out a horrified gasp; A wide scar parted her fur from the back of her head all the way down to her flank.