- T I N Y S O N G
>> she-cat • fifteen moons • warrior • no apprentice • no crush/mate • tags;; hazelfall, droppedjaw
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With her ears alert, Tinysong hadn't been able to pick up the sound of pawsteps following after Hazelfall and herself, the she-cat looking at her clanmate with a grin. However, as she heard a familiar voice call out, the she-cat came to a sudden halt and turned her head to see the familiar, fluffy young warrior she had trained with when they had both been apprentices. A purr broke from her throat, and she flicked her tail happily, waiting for the tom to catch up. "Hey Droppedjaw! I see you've woken up, come to join us for hunting have you? Welcome to the patrol." she purred, eyes closing. Out of all the cats in the clan, she probably felt more at ease with these two, seeing as they were all similar in age. "You're just in time, too. We're about to have a friendly hunting competition. You can be part of it, too, if you'd like." she offered, before looking to Hazelfall, giving a slight tilt of her head, questioning and curiosity in her gaze.
"He can join us, right Hazelfall?" she asked him with a smile, knowing the answer was probably a yes anyway. "We'd be able to hunt more prey...and we'd even be able to get further away from camp!" seeing as they had one more cat with them, she didn't see why they couldn't. After all, they had been told to stay close for the fact it had only been Hazelfall and herself...but now that Droppedjaw had joined them, they could get more ground away from the camp. Not only that, but the competition that she and Hazelfall had been about to do would be much more fun with three cats...if she won, she'd have a pick of prey...as would the others, if one of the toms managed to win.
R A I N S T E P
>> she-cat • twenty-eight moons • queen • expecting kits • no crush/mate • tags;; vixenbriar, willowtail, yellowriver
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The blue-grey she-cat couldn't help but purr in slight amusement at Vixenbriar's words - perhaps her kittens would be arriving soon...and in turn, it would be the start of the heap of kits to be expected. As the expectant queen leaned against her gently, the younger she-cat smiled, seeing the slight embarrassment. "I'm sure whatever's up, Spiritstep and Palepaw will be able to help. Perhaps your kits will arrive and you wont have to carry them about so much. she purred, and once she was ready, she slowly went to head outside the den, staying by the side of the other queen in case she still needed her support - Rainstep didn't mind, anything to help one of her denmates. On her way out, she glanced back at Willowtail and Yellowriver before getting out of the den.
Once outside, she saw the cats had gathered into small groups - these were likely the patrols. Looking about, Rainstep spotted both the medicine cat and his apprentice, they were by Ivystar's den with the leader himself, as well as one of the apprentices Mintpaw. "It looks like they might be leaving camp too...Come on, lucky we caught them before they did leave." Otherwise they'd have to send one of the apprentices staying after them, if something had happened to the other queen. It seemed as if whatever the four other cats were talking about was somewhat important, and while the she-cat hoped they weren't interrupting, this was a rather important matter. She knew that Ivystar would understand that, too.