WaterClan
Stonefur nodded, and dipped his head. "I will tell Pinefeather as soon as I get the chance." he promised. And with a flick of his tail as a goodbye, he walked across the camp towards the medicine cat's den to get the herbs. As he walked, he frowned, and thought about what his leader had told him. It was a great act of trust for Rainstar to walk to the EarthClan with her deputy and medicine cat. Of course, the EarthClan cats wouldn't attack them, unless at first they decided that they were intruding. But if they did attack, there wouldn't be many cats to defend them. Sometimes other clans could be reckless, and attack at first sight.
The deputy entered the medicine cat's den halfway, poking his head in the entrance. "Pinefeather? Are you here?" he called out, hoping to find the WaterClan's medicine cat sorting through herbs, or making a mixture or something. Stonefur wasn't one to know much about herbs. Glancing around, Stonefur tried to see if Pinefeather was there.
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Otterpaw glanced around before sitting down, thinking. It'd be so much fun when they went down to the water. She wondered who would come, and if Stonefur would be able to play with her. They hadn't had much fun being brother and sister, because she hardly ever got to hunt or play with him. Sometimes they joked around when her brother was off-duty, or eating, but usually he was busy. When he got a second apprentice or something, then they'd have fun. She'd try to pester Silverleaf to train with her brother whenever they did. Frowning, Otterpaw noticed that maybe she'd be a warrior by the time Stonefur got another apprentice. There weren't any kits in WaterClan lately, and not that many apprentices too. There was no doubt, they needed more cats.
LeafClan
Russetfur yawned and then frowned. Most mentors had already gone out with their apprentices to train and hunt, so he decided that he'd go out to hunt a little, to take his mind off of the clan. Shaking his head as if to clear it of the fogginess of sleep, he padded silently out of camp and into the sunlight forest that hung over their heads outside the camp. Scenting the air, he strained to catch the scent of a squirrel or thrush. The chatter of a red squirrel filled the air as it flung itself from tree to tree. Russetfur tipped his head to one side, thinking of something. Wouldn't it be helpful if the apprentices were trained to climb trees, and jump from branch to branch, being able to catch tree-dwelling prey? He smiled to himself, amused at the thought of apprentices clambering around on the spindly branches above, bumping around, being clumsy. Suddenly, he caught the scent of a thrush and stalked into the bushes.
IceClan
Leopardfur was yawning, still shaking off sleep when she heard it. The sound of a white wolf. She scented the air and listened, pricking her ears high and alert. Nightfall's yowl echoed through the air. Something was happening. He must be getting attacked. Racing out of camp, she tried to follow his scent, trying to pinpoint the fight. Racing across the frozen tundra, Leopardfur's golden spotted pelt contrasted with the pure whiteness of the snow. Her pawprints were imprinted in the ice, trailing behind her. "Nightfall!!!" she yowled, hoping that wherever he was, he'd know that she was going to help.