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[Shiverice]

Dawnfeather went over to Sunfyre. "Can go on patrol with you?" she asked.

[~*Shayde*~]

"Sure. Riotshayde is coming too." Sunfyre replied.

Totemstar looked over at Mistfeather "You can take out a patrol for the border with SnakeClan. Sunfyre is taking out a hunting patrol."

[Shiverice]

OOC: You mean Dawnfeather?

[DecafBunny]

save me med cat app or med cat plzz)
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Stonefur had padded to Sunfyre. "Mind if I join the patrol?" He asked softly.

[Яαιиωнιƨρɛя]

Mistfeather

Mistfeather purred, nodding firmly, getting to her paws. "No problem," She answered back, lashing her tail to the side. "Nightpaw, will you please get me Mouse-eye, Riotshayde, and Dawnfeather, please? You're comeing, too, just so you know, hon." The warrior flicked her tail and watched her son nod and bound away, his tail trailing behind him. Seeing Dawnfeather, the she-cat padded to her, gaze warm. "Hello, Dawnfeather, will you come on the border patrol?" She asked.

[~*Shayde*~]

Sunfyre nodded to Stonefur "Sure. Come along." Riotshayde stood next to Sunfyre, her head held high.

Totemstar padded over to Falconclaw "I want you to mentor Talonpaw."

Frozenheart looked around and sighed. The sun turned his pelt a silverish color, making the dark tabby stripes stand out even more.

[Яαιиωнιƨρɛя]

Nightpaw

Nightpaw poked his head into the warriors' den, ears flicking. "Mouse-eye, are you in here?" The apprentice called, lashing his tail from side to side as he waited. Pressing through the brambles and ferns, Nightpaw sat down, searching the warrior den quickly for the black and white warrior, whiskers twitching curiously. Sun was peering into the trees parting above the camp, and Nightpaw knew sun-high was here finally.

[~*Shayde*~]

Totemstar thought about possible mentors for the apprentices.

[Яαιиωнιƨρɛя]

Leafgaze

The medicine cat sifted through the pile of herbs, sorting them. The tom was crouched down, tail tip twitching in wonder. Pulling out some marigold leaves, she set them in two piles; one for the good, fresh ones, and the ones that went bad. Flicking his ears, the tom carried on, pulling out good and bad herbs, putting them in the right piles. Sunlight shone faintly through the ferns that covered the enterance to the medicine cat den. Sighing, Leafgaze lifted his head up to let the sunlight filter his eyes.