Murderers in Riverclan V.2 [Roster Update 10/30]

[hazilnut]

Sweetnose // Tom // Elder // Tagging: Rosetail

Sweetnoses's dreams last night had been invaded by a great crashing noise. One like the tight trees of Thunderclan might make on a particularly windy day. Even his sleeping mind could come up with any explanation for such a sound with no fur to ruffle his pelt, and the sound just hung lifelessly in the midst of his fantasy of a river filled with flowers in lieu of water.

It wasn't until much later in the morning that the elder's eyes drifted open. Sleep was a precious commodity for any cat of Riverclan these days, some even going so far as to work themselves into exhaustion in order to obtain the shut-eye they needed. So Sweetnose wasn't feeling particularly charitable towards the sunlight that kept poking him right between the eyes, yelling at him to wake up and seize the new day. With a stifled groan Sweetnose simply rolled over, his back against the sun and his face in the direction of Rosetail. Even with his eyes shut her zinging green shot across his darkened sight, unfortunately with the opposite effect than intended. Her scent just made him more energized.

[ubiquitous.]

[ could the murderer PM me, please? not in this round ~ ]

[☆ѕтαяяу ѕкιєѕ☆]

Rosetail blinks awake groggily as sunlight sluices through the den. She yawns and looks over at her mate with some affection. Ever since Risenflame died, she hasn't been entirely the same. His death shook her, like the rest of the Clan.
She notices Sweetnose grumbling at the sunlight and can't help an amused, affectionate purr. "Darn sun," she teases.

[hazilnut]

Sweetnose // Tom // Elder // Tagging: Rosetail

Sweetnose finally gave up on trying to sleep. "You win for now sun!" he mocked growled, "But next time Sweetnose the lazy will reign victorious!" The tom chuckled, feeling the mirth well up in his belly and overflow. It was a good feeling, just being here with Rosetail and laughing. How lucky were are to have grown old together. Well, somewhat old. Some cats didn't get to grow old at all, but Sweetnose tried his best not to think about that.

His grin stayed resolutely on his muzzle as Sweetnose turned his gaze to his mate. Her energy nearly matched that of her green scent color and it greatly relieved Sweetnose. For the moons since he deaths of Risenflame and the apprentices Rosetail's attitude and bright colors had been in semi-constant conflict. Most cats had been actually. The conflicting information had been a bit disorienting to poor Sweetnose, even though he knew cats to be more than a sum of their colors. "I guess it's morning now then. The sun is rather insistent on it."

[☆ѕтαяяу ѕкιєѕ☆]

Rosetail purrs, tail flicking slightly. Her mate has always been able to bring her back to a good mood. That's why she loves him.
"I suppose so," she replies, getting to her paws. She nudges him as she walks out, affection for him flooding her. She doesn't know what she'd do without him.

[twistedm0th]

Lichendrop let out a silent sigh upon blinking open her eyes. She has woken up to sunlight filtering in through the branches of the den. She rose from her nest and stretched out her paws, fur fluffing out a small bit before flattening again. The day was mostly peaceful so far; the warrior had woken up and nothing was wrong except for the tiniest scent of tension. Not bothering to wonder what that could be, Lichendrop stepped out of the den for a stroll, maybe catch a couple pieces of prey before the first patrol went out. She watched the elders grumbling playfully about the sun and purred, swiveling her ears to detect the noises of RiverClan's forest-y area. Getting back on track, she squeezed through the entrance to the camp to head out.

[ghostmaker]

Foxfall woke to the sound of Lichendrop exiting the den. Looking around, he noticed that Finchpelt was gone too. Maybe they went on a dawn patrol. I'd better go with them. Hopefully they're not too far away. The warrior squeezed out of the den, careful not to wake his snoozing clanmates. Spotting Lichendrop slipping out of camp, he frowned.
Where's Finchpelt? Foxfall bounded after Riverclan's deputy, soon catching up with her. "I thought Finchpelt was with you?"

[Oblique]

Shiverthorn - Tags: Silverfeather

Stretching her jaws in a yawn, Shiverthorn opened her eyes. The young warrior glanced around the Deb, spotting many empty nests, but her sister still beside her. Nudging Silverfeather with her tail, the she-cat called for the other warrior to wake up. "Up now, Silverfeather. It looks like the deputy's out, so we'll probably need to go on a patrol."

[twistedm0th]

"Wha...? Is he gone?" she questioned, looking up at Foxfall. "I just went out this morning... Maybe he went out late at night and forgot to come back." Lichendrop began to worry a little bit for her Clanmate, assuring herself that Finchpelt would be fine. She waved her tail to brush it off, gesturing for Foxfall to join her. "If you'd like, you can join me on a hunt. I mostly came out to go on a stroll and hunt anyway. We can look for Finchpelt while we're out here, too."

[DaisieGames]

Lilystar stir from her nest, squinting her eyes as the sun came into her den. "Fine," she murmured, yawning as she got up and shook of her bedding. Trotting out the gray and white leader purred as she heard the hustle and bustle around tail flicking. Walking over to the nursery, she smiled at the queenzs and kits. "Hello everyone," she purred.