Fallclan{Warrior RP} Accepting!

[ProspitDreamer]

((sounds good))

[ProspitDreamer]

Spottedmask woke up lightly and looked arond the den at her sleeping clanmates. Quietly she stood up and made her way outside and looked up at the slowly warming up sky of dawn, and yawnd.
(sorry didnt know how else to start again)

[Shezza.]

((Thats alright))

Darkstar yawned. She watched her clan mates wake up.

[Dipstick]

Ashfang woke up shortly after Spottedmask and came out of the Warrior's den. He stretched then walked to the fresh-kill pile. "I hope the dawn patrol brought back something warm..." He arrived at the pile and started sorting through it, but didn't find any fresh prey. "Nope..." He grabbed a mouse, sat down, and started eating.

(I'll post my other characters later...)

[Shezza.]

Darkstar watched Ashfang dig through the prey. She walked over and picked up a small vole. "Mind if i eat with you?" she asked Ashfang.

[Dipstick]

Ashfang lifted his head when he heard his leader approaching. "Not at all, Darkstar." Ashfang dipped his head respectfully and continued to eat his mouse.

Rockpaw woke up in the apprentices den, then yawned and stretched. Not now... Too tired... He rolled over and settled back down.

Brightfang was woken by something soft tickling her nose. She opened her eyes briefly to see that it was Minkkit's tail, then batted it away gently and went back to sleep.

Minkkit's eyes snapped open when something touched her tail. She lifted her head and looked around wildly until she saw it was only her mother. Minkkit sighed and stood up, then shook off scraps of moss and bracken from her pelt.

[Shezza.]

Darkstar smiled at Ashfang. She crouched next to him and bit into the vole.

[Dipstick]

(I have to go off now... It's almost 12:30 AM here. @_@... Night.)

[ProspitDreamer]

Spottedmask wasn't very hungry so she decided to skip eating. She paded over to a sunnier spot to settle down and groom her fur, dislodging the scraps of moss that clung to her pelt from he newst.

[foxes.]

(Haven't posted here in a while.)

Falconpaw opened his eyes slowly, his shoulder still feeling tense after last nights hunting expedition. He yawned, getting up and stretched, glancing at Rockpaw, still fast asleep. He walked out, nodding to the other warriors, trying to shake off the feeling of drowsiness.

Forestheart woke up in the warriors den, hoping she hadn't overslept. She hadn't, thankfully, and got up, shaking pieces of moss from her pelt. The she-cat walked out and approached the fresh-kill pile. Forestheart picked out a sparrow and settled in a quiet, shady spot. She observed her clanmates, and spotted her apprentice. She smiled, then mentally reminded herself to talk to Darkstar later.