Paintedwind :: she-cat :: medicine cat :: 19 moons :: mentioned:
Paintedwind padded into her den, beginning to resort the herbs.
Shrewchaser :: tom :: warrior :: 34 moons :: mentioned: Thornstar
"Agreed. If you'd like, I can set up guards at the entrance and give everyone shifts. That way, we'll be sure the fox won't come anywhere near. Especially with all those kits we have," he added.
Liontrot :: she-cat :: warrior :: 17 moons :: mentioned: Sherifall
She smiled, tail curling around her. "That sounds wonderful, actually." She took a bite from the mouse, swallowing it before asking, "So, how has your day been?"
Otterflip :: tom :: senior warrior :: 62 moons :: mentioned: Koilake
He nodded and after a moment his ears angled towards the roots of a willow tree. He motioned for her to hold still before he ducked down into a hunting crouch, approaching the small creature. Though he was getting older, his hearing was still in perfect condition. It wasn't long before he'd pounced on the mouse, killing it with a swift bite before bringing it back to Koilake.
He set the mouse down at her paws. "Will this do?"
Woolytangle :: tom :: elder :: 112 moons :: mentioned: Hazeshade
"I'll tell ya what, though, I don't think either of em should be deputy. I think if I were leader, Ida chose Lilywhisper." He began chewing on a spot on his hind leg. "These darned fleas," he grumbled under his breath.
Juniperpaw :: she-cat :: apprentice :: 7 moons :: mentioned: Mistnose
After watching her mentor a couple times, she gave it a go. The first time she tried, it was slow, almost as if she was scared. However, she gave it another go, much harder this time, losing her balance and falling forward.
Flutterpaw :: tom :: apprentice :: 8 moons :: mentioned: Cranepaw, Lilywhisper
Flutterpaw leaned a bit against his old den mate before branching off from the group and curling up at the edge of camp for a quick cat nap before heading back out.
Cloudedgaze :: she-cat :: queen :: 23 moons :: mentioned: Stormkit, Snowkit
She smiled as the other kit approached them, identifying him by his scent and voice. "Well, hi Snowkit. Would you like a bit of this thrush, too?”