by Tinkpetz » Thu Nov 12, 2009 5:42 am
ThunderClan
Rainstar watched anxiously from outside the medicine cat den. She hoped Arrowpaw would be alright.
WindClan
Nightfire laughed softly. Shadestripes was her only friend besides her brothers. She got along with the other WindClan cats, but she never really thought she could talk to them and have fun. "Yes, your hunting prowess terrifies him." She stopped laughing and drew in a deep breath. "He really likes you, you know," she mewed softer.
RiverClan
Heatherpaw sat down abruptly once they reached the Mothermouth. "Why isn't anyone else here?" she asked her mentor concernedly. "They'll be here soon, don't worry," Pebblefoot meowed comfortingly. "You look pushed! I'll catch us something to eat." Heatherpaw nodded gratefully and layed down, resting her head on her paws.
ShadowClan
Marshpelt sat in the shade of a tree near the edge of camp. Today was a lazy day. The fresh-kill pile was full and the borders were quiet. He had time to think and rest. Licking his fur, he watched Inkflower and Sleetsnow. They were so different, yet they could still be friends. They were both very beautiful she-cats. As he groomed himself, he wondered whether he wanted a mate or not. Yes, he wanted one, but he wanted to love them first. Inkflower was closer to his age, but Sleetsnow was closer to his personality. Why am I trying to pick one now? He shook his head in annoyance.