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[Animals65]

Creamflower is eating a fish from the fresh-kill pile, savoring the delicious taste. She scans the clearing, seeing whose up and about this morning.

[este11e]

rivertalon - ♂ - deputy - tags; springstar
the white tabby tom smiled softly at the sight of the leader. she was quite young, but incredibly mature and wise. he admired her. "i'm doing well. should i assign patrols or is there any suggestion you would have? i think we should talk about some new strategies." he began, thinking to himself. "we need to be more careful and attentive about the borders because of all the outsiders." rivertalon noted, looking up at springstar.


fernpaw - ♀ - medicine cat apprentice - tags; oddeyes, honeyoak
the small calico's ears perked at the sound of her mentor's voice before he quickly and coldly ordered her to get a warrior to escort her out. he seemed moody but she didn't really mind, the two of them were quite similar and she was pretty much used to it at that point. she understood him. she didn't dare pick fights due to the respect she had for him, after all, he was her mentor and he knew best. at the end of the day, she did wish he was slightly more warm towards her, but she figured that was a long shot. some mentors didn't want good relationships with their apprentices and he was probably one of them. she nodded softly. "alright, thank you." she meowed quietly before padding outside to look for an available warrior. she quickly eyed honeyoak and trotted over to him, hoping he was free. "good morning, honeyoak. could you possibly take me out to collect some herbs?" she said with a polite smile.


cinderflame - ♂ - warrior - tags; orchidpaw
a pair of bright green eyes blinked as cinderflame heard someone say his name. he looked around before his eyes met orchidpaw, a small grey shecat. his apprentice! he smiled warmly at her. "good morning, orchidpaw. excited for training? i might be able to take you on a patrol this morning if you wanna come." he said, flicking his ear as a fly landed on it. the early summer months were horrible with heat and flies, but they mostly stayed in the areas where the barn was.


ottersong - ♀ - warrior - tags; open
the small, pale tan tabby shecat woke up somewhat early, while most of the warriors were still asleep. padding outside, she sat down in the clearing and groomed her coat neatly while she waited for springstar to awaken and rivertalon to assign patrols. something told her it was going to be a somewhat lazy morning, but with the new problems of kittypets and rogues, border patrols were going to have to get a lot more strict. she prayed she'd get put on a hunting patrol if she was chosen.


sweetcloud - ♀ - warrior - tags; open
the tortoiseshell shecat sighed softly, looking out at the cats as they padded out of their dens and into the sunlight, stretching groggily. she was practically fizzling with energy, waiting to get assigned to a patrol so she could finally get out and do something. she peeked towards the medicine den to see if she could get a look of her daughter. although the two of them weren't very close, she loved fernpaw with all her heart. it pained her when her daughter ignored her, but she understood why. they were never close to begin with and after telling her about her father, fernpaw simply didn't trust her mother. sweetcloud sighed softly to herself. maybe someday they'd all be able to move on.


rowanhawk - ♂ - warrior - tags; cloudsong
the russet tom woke up quite late before realizing what time it was. he hopped out of his nest and rushed to the fresh kill pile, thanking starclan when he saw a plump rabbit laying there. he grabbed it quickly and padded into the nursery, setting it down by his beautiful mate. cloudsong made his heart swell every time he saw her. he adored her. rowanhawk would do just about anything for her and he was sure she was the love of his life. "good morning, beautiful." he said smoothly, pressing his nose to the top of her head affectionately.


lily - ♀ - former kittypet - tags; open
with a sigh, the frightened shecat laid in the temporary den she'd made herself. this wasn't her home. it couldn't be. after her home was destroyed, she had nowhere to go. none of the other cats would let her come with them since she was declawed and wouldn't be able to help gather food or fight for them. the clock was ticking and she knew she had to find some kind of way to get food and protect herself, she just didn't know what to do. so, for the time being, she was living off of whatever scraps she could find and praying she'd keep finding them.


onyx - ♂ - rogue - tags; open
the huge black tom laid in the shadows, waiting for the morning patrol of stormclan cats to come out. he knew once they did, he'd be safe to sneak around and hopefully see his daughter again. onyx had been by the border so often that he began to smell somewhat of a stormclan cat, which was why he never got caught. it was always risky though.

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➳. ── ❝ M I S T E Y E ❞
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( 53 moons ) ( tom ) ( warrior ) ( mentor to xx ) ( tags: creamflower ) ( location: camp )
➳. ── ❝ i'd take fifty percent efficiency to get one hundred percent loyalty. ❞


although when they looked at him, any member of the clan would see a cold, emotionless tom, there was a side of him that not many got to see; how he was around kits. he absolutely adored the little fluff-balls, and the fact that there were three pregnant queens in the clan right now made him incredibly happy. he made sure to spend extra time each day going by the nursery to make sure the queens were happy, safe, and cared for. every morning and evening he approached them to see if they could use any freshening of their bedding, anything to eat, etc. he was also known to stand guard outside the nursery at night when he could not sleep; it was a bit terrifying, to be honest, with his pale ghostly coat and his mis-colored eyes; he looked like a a phantom, a dark spirit protecting the unborn. and that morning was no different. he was sitting there when one queen, curlewfeather, left the nursery, and when rowanhawk the mate of the queen cloudsong arrived, he nodded politely. that left one final queen, the youngest, and he spotted her eating a fish from the fresh kill pile. assuring the other two were safe, he approached the siamese queen, dipping his head politely in greeting as he sat his massive form beside her. "good morning creamflower. sleep well? how is the pregnancy going? does oddeyes have any idea how many beautiful kits youre bringing into our world?"

✭. ── ❝ Q U I V E R P A W ❞
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( 11 moons ) ( tom ) ( apprentice ) ( mentored by ??? ) ( tags: curlewfeather, orchidpaw ) ( location: camp )
✭. ── ❝ cast your fear in the fire; cause fear he is a liar.❞


the small apprentice was having a restless night sleep, as per usual for him. he was reliving the memories of his past; being called filthy names by his clanmates for the mistake that his mother had made; her one single action had defined the rest of her life, and his. the dream always ended the same, watching her spotted form disappear into the brush, her dark tail flicking one last time at him as if to say goodbye. and then he woke up, hearing his name being called by the gentle voice that he had grown to love since his mothers disappearance; curlewfeather. she had truly been a saving grace to the young cat. she took him in and showed him love when no one else would; he would never be able to repay her. he felt a slightly larger apprentice push past him, and his eyes watched the beautiful form of his crush, orchidpaw, leaving the den with a scoff. he knew his feelings were foolish; she'd never look at him how he looked at her, but he couldnt help it. he sighed as he exited the den towards his 'moms' voice; he may be one of the oldest apprentices in the clan right now, but he was also one of the smallest. he more resembled a little 7 moon old apprentice than the 11 moon old that he actually was, and it caused other cats to look down on him or completely overlook him at times. he pressed his small form into the fluffy fur of her chest, burying his face in it as he mumbled out his greeting; "morning curlewfeather."

❆. ── ❝ W O L F H E A R T ❞
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( 24 moons ) ( molly ) ( warrior ) ( mentor to xx ) ( tags: thunderstep, springstar, rivertalon ) ( location: edge of camp )
❆. ── ❝ what could we accomplish if we knew we could not fail? ❞


the broken-patterned tabby molly was up long before the majority of her clanmates were, as was the habit for her. she had left the clan's camp before a single other cat had awoken, and was out in the forest, hunting for her clan, as she always did. she didnt have trouble sleeping persay, she just didnt need as much sleep as the others did; or at least thats what she told herself. everytime she slept for too long, she would dream, and the dream was always the same; the moment she lost her sister, all those moons ago. she tended to hunt in the early hours of the morning because the clan now had three pregnant queens and they were all to be hungry as soon as they awoke. catching the scent of a pheasant nearby, and immediately left her thoughts behind and began to stalk the bird. she was aware of everything that would cause a sound, from her pawsteps to her breathing. in one swift movement, she was on top of the creature, and its neck was snapped in her jaw. dragging the bird, as it was nearly her size, as she entered the camp, she made her way straight towards the fresh kill pile. she passed by the leader and deputy in the process, trying to nod her head in respect, before setting the bird down gently in its proper spot. she then made her way towards where the clan cats had already begun to gather, and mentally hoped to be placed on a border patrol; she was still praying to starclan every day for her sister to return. she sat down beside the orange and white form of a fellow warrior. "morning thunderstep. good night sleep i hope. you catch anything this morning?" her tone of voice was teasing, as they had a bit of a running competition between the pair of them.

☀. ── ❝ D O E ❞
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( 24 moons ) ( molly ) ( former kitty-pet ) ( crushin on sirius ) ( tags: sirius ) ( location: farm )
☀. ── ❝ a warm smile is the universal language of kindness. ❞


the dilute calico molly had been sleeping in her old twolegs bed in the back bedroom of the farmhouse. the house was falling apart by this point in time; the paint was chipping, the boards were creaking, and certain places had fallen down or broken all together. she didnt know how long it had been since her twoleg had died, as the days had begun to blur together. at first she was in shock, denial pretty much, that the man who had showed her so much kindness was gone. but finally she believed it when he didnt return to her after three weeks; he always returned to her. thats when she went into depression, her sadness engulfing her. if not for sirius she wouldnt have made it through.... this place, itt was still her home; until today that was. today, when sirius came to get her, they would be leaving this place, leaving her home, and traveling into the uncertainty of the forest beyond the farmhouse fences. speak of the devil... she heard the familiar voice of her white friend and she smiled. she couldnt really do anything but smile when he was around her, it was just what he did to her. he made her heart happy. leaping gracefully down from the bed, she quickly maneuvered through the house until she slipped through the small opening from the open front door, stopping beside her dear friend and giving him a warm smile. she sat beside him, licking his cheek sweetly as she purred deeply in her throat. "i'm up sirius. couldnt sleep very much last night, too much on my mind. you're ready to head out then?"

[Animals65]

Creamflower hears a voice and turns her head to see Misteye, smiling at the tom. When he asked about her kits, her smile faded, her eyes closing as she remembers the sad memory of losing her kits. "My kits died last leaf-bare due to greencough." she said sadly.

[EchoIre]

Thistledawn - Warrior - StormClan Camp - Tags; Open

Thistledawn, while she certainly wasn't the first warrior awake, managed to drag herself out of her nest before a few of her other denmates. She squinted as the harsh sun met her eyes, allowing them a few seconds to adjust to the sudden brightness. She padded a bit further into the clearing, not wanting to keep any groggy clanmates from leaving the den, and sat down to groom her mottled fur. Her ears flicked and swiveled to catch the sounds of birdsong all around, the peaceful sound helping her wake. Today seemed like it would be a calm day, aside from the increased patrols. She hoped she would be sent on a border patrol. Thistledawn was curious to see whether the Twolegs were really gone or not. Once her fur was finally smooth again, Thistledawn rose to her paws and padded up to her nearest clanmate - Sweetcloud - to try to strike up a conversation before patrols were assigned.
"Good morning, Sweetcloud!" Thistledawn called out as she approached. "Are you doing well?"


Pinepaw - Apprentice - StormClan Camp - Tags; Open

Pinepaw crawled out of the apprentices' den soon after, his head down and eyes half-closed. He plodded to the fresh-kill pile like that, his tail dragging through the dirt, and swiped a mouse from the dwindling pile before flopping down to eat. As he ate, Pinepaw slowly began to perk up, until his pale gold eyes had their typical glow about them. He swiped the little bones of the mouse to the side and then began to groom his fur down, glancing up every now and then to see who woke up next. He hoped his mentor would wake up soon!


Flashbang - Rogue - Forest - Tags; King

The rowdy calico was at the edge of the forest, crouched behind a bush as she glared into the greenery before her. Her ears and paws were singed from the fires, and she still had a few good scratches from her latest 'disagreement' with some mangy furball. "C'mon, girl! There's no where else!" Her stomach was twisting itself in knots. She hadn't eaten much after the Twolegplace burned down - there wasn't anything left to find, and hunting never was really reliable, and pointless now. Still, she couldn't quite work up the moxy to set paw in the dreadful place. Even from her hiding spot, unfamiliar scents from the forest reached her nose, promises of new experiences she never wanted. "Oh, why'd those stupid Twolegs have to burn the whole place down?" She thought crossly, her tail lashing. But, it was the forest, or nothing. Flashbang slithered out of the bush, hissing quietly as the twigs scraped against her singed ears. With a final glance to the blackened Twolegplace, she steeled her nerves and padded into the forest.
It wasn't long before she spotted another cat in the forest. It wasn't like he was trying to hide, his head high in the air. What was he doing? "Hey!" Flashbang barked. "What do you think you're doing here?" It was then that Flashbang remembered that this wasn't the forest or her territory. For all she knew, this guy was one of those clan cats she'd heard whispers about! Still, she held her ground with a scowl on her scarred face, though much more anxiously than she would have liked.


Zima - Loner - Forest - Tags; Open

Zima wove her way through the underbrush, doing her best to ignore the empty hunger in her stomach. She hadn't managed to catch anything since the last sunrise, and it was starting to take it's toll. Still, she had a bit of pep in her step as she went, enjoying the sights of the forest she'd always wondered about. Zima wasn't sure how well she'd fare without her housefolk, but she wouldn't be sitting around moping over their abscence, especially when faced with such green grandeur. Sighing, Zima sat down on the forest floor to catch her breath, sweeping her tail through the leaves just to generate some sound. It was so...quiet, in the forest. She's never realized how loud the Twolegplace was, and how lonely she'd feel without the constant noise, until it was gone.

[ドラコ]

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[ Sirius ] — [34 moons] — [ tom ] — [ loner ] — [ forest/farm ] — [ tagged;; Doe ]

xxxxxxxxA small smile crept over his muzzle as she licked his cheek, he'd rub his head against hers showing a small sign of affection towards the molly. "Ready as I'll ever be, are you hungry this morning?" His powder blue visionaries locked onto her physique as he spoke, the farm was now overrun by predators and prey and from the moment the tom had entered the farmland he'd been eyeing a plump rabbit. Frowning a little as she mentioned her sleepless night again. "Still upset about your owner? Or is it the forest this time... Because I assure you I will protect you to the best of my ability." He smiled softly his purr calm and steady as he stood up turning his attention towards the forest.

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐎𝐀𝐊 ── ─ ☀
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[ Honeyoak ] — [23 moons] — [ tom ] — [ warrior ] — [ warrior den ] — [ tagged;; Fernpaw ]

xxxxxxxxThe tom was taken out of his morning daze as a small molly who'd approach him , "Good morning Fernpaw,"He paused dipping his head as she spoke, "Yes I wouldn't mind. What are you on the hunt for this morning?" He meowed a small smile creeping over his petite muzzle as he stood up and turned his attention towards her.

[este11e]

rivertalon - ♂ - deputy - tags; springstar
the white tabby tom smiled softly at the sight of the leader. she was quite young, but incredibly mature and wise. he admired her. "i'm doing well. should i assign patrols or is there any suggestion you would have? i think we should talk about some new strategies." he began, thinking to himself. "we need to be more careful and attentive about the borders because of all the outsiders." rivertalon noted, looking up at springstar.


fernpaw - ♀ - medicine cat apprentice - tags; honeyoak
the healer sighed softly, remembering what oddeyes told her to get. "catmint and poppies, but i should probably grab a few cobwebs just in case." she mumbled, mostly to herself but also in response to the pale ginger warrior. "thank you in advance." she said with a polite smile. fernpaw knew how to be courteous and well-mannered around her clanmates and she was glad she was going with honeyoak and not one of the more... excitable cats. honeyoak was quite mellow, which matched well with her. "there are catmint stalks by the northern border and then a poppy field just outside of the territory that i usually collect from. as for cobwebs? i usually find them either by the barn or in the forest." she meowed softly.


cinderflame - ♂ - warrior - tags; orchidpaw
a pair of bright green eyes blinked as cinderflame heard someone say his name. he looked around before his eyes met orchidpaw, a small grey shecat. his apprentice! he smiled warmly at her. "good morning, orchidpaw. excited for training? i might be able to take you on a patrol this morning if you wanna come." he said, flicking his ear as a fly landed on it. the early summer months were horrible with heat and flies, but they mostly stayed in the areas where the barn was.


ottersong - ♀ - warrior - tags; open
the small, pale tan tabby shecat woke up somewhat early, while most of the warriors were still asleep. padding outside, she sat down in the clearing and groomed her coat neatly while she waited for springstar to awaken and rivertalon to assign patrols. something told her it was going to be a somewhat lazy morning, but with the new problems of kittypets and rogues, border patrols were going to have to get a lot more strict. she prayed she'd get put on a hunting patrol if she was chosen.


sweetcloud - ♀ - warrior - tags; thistledawn
perking her ears, sweetcloud looked over when she heard someone say her name. she was greeted by a familiar pale calico, thistledawn, one of the younger warriors. with a polite smile, the short-furred tortoiseshell dipped her head. "ah, good morning, thistledawn. i'm doing fine, you?" she asked, curling her tail over her paws as she sat down.


rowanhawk - ♂ - warrior - tags; cloudsong
the russet tom woke up quite late before realizing what time it was. he hopped out of his nest and rushed to the fresh kill pile, thanking starclan when he saw a plump rabbit laying there. he grabbed it quickly and padded into the nursery, setting it down by his beautiful mate. cloudsong made his heart swell every time he saw her. he adored her. rowanhawk would do just about anything for her and he was sure she was the love of his life. "good morning, beautiful." he said smoothly, pressing his nose to the top of her head affectionately.


lily - ♀ - former kittypet - tags; open
with a sigh, the frightened shecat laid in the temporary den she'd made herself. this wasn't her home. it couldn't be. after her home was destroyed, she had nowhere to go. none of the other cats would let her come with them since she was declawed and wouldn't be able to help gather food or fight for them. the clock was ticking and she knew she had to find some kind of way to get food and protect herself, she just didn't know what to do. so, for the time being, she was living off of whatever scraps she could find and praying she'd keep finding them.


onyx - ♂ - rogue - tags; open
the huge black tom laid in the shadows, waiting for the morning patrol of stormclan cats to come out. he knew once they did, he'd be safe to sneak around and hopefully see his daughter again. onyx had been by the border so often that he began to smell somewhat of a stormclan cat, which was why he never got caught. it was always risky though.

[millies]

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( tom-cat ⚛ 21 moons old ⚛ medicine cat ⚛ apprentice: fernpaw ⚛ tags: open )
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xx THE WHITE TOM-CAT woke early in the morning to the sound of song-birds chirping and sun filtering into his den. He let out a yawn and purred at the warmth gathering on his pelt. He moved his heterochromic gaze away from the outside and stood on his lean legs. They were getting low on herbs and it made his pelt prickle with unease. Not many cats were up yet, but the prey pile seemed like it had enough to feed the clan for another day. He moved his eyes to his apprentice, Fernpaw, and let out a low grumble. "Get a warrior to escort you to get herbs, we especially need cat mint and poppies," He said while eyeing the small amount they had stored. After ordering his apprentice, he padded outside of the den. His shoulder blades poked out of his pelt as he walked, his pelt glowing in the morning sun. Dew coated the grass and made his pink pads cold and moist. He grabbed a small field mouse from the prey pile and settled beneath a small tree inside of camp. The tom was not one to socialize and enjoyed observing. Perhaps that was why he knew so much about every cat's habits and routines.

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( she-cat ⚛ 40 moons old ⚛ queen ⚛ apprentice: -- ⚛ tags: quiverpaw, open )
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xx THE FLUFFY SHE-CAT PURRED at her adoptive son's show of affection. It was true that the tom was not her own flesh and blood, but he was as close to it as it came. Her long, bushy tail wrapped around Quiverpaw's shoulder. She licked the tom's fur, trying to settle the tufts sticking up in random places. She finally stopped giving the little tom a cleaning and pulled her body away. "You should go see Thunderstep, I'm sure he has lots to teach you," Before he could move away she added, "Please be careful, there's only so many things Oddeyes can fix." She gave him one last lick on the head before trotting off. Her appetite had grown stronger through the months she had been expecting and she quite honestly felt bad for the warriors who had to deal with it. She spotted a small mouse and grabbed it between her teeth. She padded across the dewy grass and curled up under a small tree. Slowly starting to eat, she kept a close eye on Quiverpaw with a proud smile.

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( she-cat ⚛ 8 moons old ⚛ apprentice ⚛ mentor: cinderflame ⚛ tags: cinderflame )
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xx THE SMALL GRAY SHE-CAT purred in agreement to the tom. "Yeah, that sounds good," She said, sitting her rump down next to the large tom. "Maybe another apprentice could join us? Like Snakepaw? Or Quiverpaw?" She asked politely, gazing over at the two other apprentices as she spoke. Orchidpaw was not polite often and usually reserved this behavior for her superiors and the cats who had every control over her future. She was just mentioning the two apprentices so she could show how strong she was compared to them, though they both were good company at times. Her gray fur burned in the sunlight and flies swarmed her and her mentor. Her eyes drifted again and landed on Rowanhawk and Cloudsong, with their love-filled gazes trained on eachother. Orchidpaw wasn't sure she would ever really want that. Maybe it was just her young age that made gazing at them sickening or maybe it was because love was unpredictable and left you with a broken heart more often than not. Her parents were a good example. The she-cat sighed and turned back to her mentor, gazing up at him expectantly.

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( tom-cat ⚛ 26 moons old ⚛ former kittypet ⚛ apprentice: -- ⚛ tags: flashbang )
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xx THE LARGE BENGAL TOM crept through the forest with hesitant steps before his whole body froze. The smell of another cat made him rethink his actions and slowly back away, but it seemed he was too slow. The sound of an angry voice made his fear prick with nerves and his whole body tense. He turned his head slowly to the speaker. The cat in question was not at all what he was expecting. She was smaller than he was and looked to be younger too. He puffed out his chest confidently and strode over. "What? Am I not allowed to be in the forest? Don't tell me you've staked claim here, 'cause I don't see your name anywhere, sweetheart." He said in a childish and teasing tone. A large grin was on his face as he studied the calico she-cat thoroughly.

[ドラコ]

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[ Sirius ] — [34 moons] — [ tom ] — [ loner ] — [ forest/farm ] — [ tagged;; Doe ]

xxxxxxxxA small smile crept over his muzzle as she licked his cheek, he'd rub his head against hers showing a small sign of affection towards the molly. "Ready as I'll ever be, are you hungry this morning?" His powder blue visionaries locked onto her physique as he spoke, the farm was now overrun by predators and prey and from the moment the tom had entered the farmland he'd been eyeing a plump rabbit. Frowning a little as she mentioned her sleepless night again. "Still upset about your owner? Or is it the forest this time... Because I assure you I will protect you to the best of my ability." He smiled softly his purr calm and steady as he stood up turning his attention towards the forest.

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[ Honeyoak ] — [23 moons] — [ tom ] — [ warrior ] — [ warrior den ] — [ tagged;; Fernpaw ]

xxxxxxxxHe nodded with her request he'd usually roam around the territory a lot so he was familiar with the locations she'd explained. "We could go to the poppy field first, and then make our way back? Unless there's a certain way you collect these things." He looked up at the sun which had completely lit up the camp now, the scent of the earth was fresh this morning which caused him to sneeze a little, however, it didn't stop his rough purr that started quietly in his throat. He's glad he got to hang out with a calmer clan mate this morning, patrols were usually long and he'd get picked at for being so quiet and focused by other warriors. "This will be a nice break this morning, thanks for coming to me." His tail swayed calmly his ears perked up attentively.

[Stripe12]

Sparrow|Female|Former kittypet|5 moons|Tags: Mouse

The she kits ears perked up, listening for danger. When it she was sure it was safe, she crawled out from under the log, signaling for her brother to follow. Her stomach rumbled, having not eaten for 3 days. A tiny bit of movement caught her eye, spotting a decent sized beetle. Dropping down into a crouch, the she kit rushed the beetle, slamming her paw down on it, killing it. She quickly ate half and nudged the other half to her brother.

Mouse|Male|Former kittypet|5 Moons|Tags: Sparrow, King, Flashbang

Mouse gulped down his half of the beetle. Sure, it was very small, but they needed all the food they could get out here. His sister signaled for him to follow again, so he did. After a short while, his sister halted seemingly alarmed. Walking to stand beside her, Mouse saw what had startled her; two cats where glaring at each other, looking quite angry. Please don't tell me we just walked right into the middle of a standoff.

Snowheart|Male|Warrior|32 Moons|Tags: Ottersong

Snowheart opened his yellow and blue eyes, yawning. It was still quite early, so patrols shouldn't be out just yet. Standing up, he shook out his white coat and padded out of the warriors den. Feeling bored, he noticed went and sat next to Ottersong. "Morning." He greeted her.