.ＳｔｒｅａｍＣｌａｎ.Ｓｅｍｉ-Ｌｉｔ.Ｏｐｅｎ. Ｌｆ .Ｄｅｐｕｔｙ.

[fruitbat]

m o o n w h i s p e r
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i look around slowly, then see softfeather had woken from her sleep. she looked a little down, but i shrug to myself. it wasnt my problem anyway. i start to lick my paws, and curl then over my ears, then licking my chest after. when i was happy with my fur, i flinch as a suddenly vosie echo slightly in camp. i look around, and see bonestar had greeter both softfesther and i. i bow my head in greeting to my leader, "morning bonestar" i say with a light smile. "how did you sleep?" i ask the tom with a twich of my tail.

{ would you like me to do stats bars on the side of my posts? or are my form posting ok? }

[Spirit Lion]

Softfeather

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Warrior
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No crush
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In camp - Going to eat and giving a greeting to Bonestar
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"Good morning, Bonestar." Softfeather replyed to the Clan Leaders greeting, giving him a friendly smile before padding on. Her soft sliver fur shone in the pale sun light as she strode across the clearing once more. Reaching the freash kill pile, she studied the few pieces that were there with careful, icey blue eyes. Softfeather sighed and just picked up the robin that was lying on its side, one or two of it's pretty redish-brown chest feathers falling out and fluttering down to the ground as the silver tabby Warrior carried it a few paces away to eat. Softfeather set the bird down, then settled down next to eat to eat.

[houndjaw]

. w h i t e p o o l .

whitepool's ears suddenly pricked, as if he had just heard a startling comment, though he had nearly mastered the art of keeping himself in the background. he didn't look up to know that moonwhisper had spoken to bonestar to return his greeting, then softfeather in turn. finally, as he finished grooming his ears and busily keeping to himself, he spared a glance at his two clanmates. both were milling about, possibly unsure of what to do. streamclan desperately needed a deputy, he studied; without one, no one knew quite what to do, what with them given no orders. the white tom flicked a drying ear, and, furthermore, stretched his jaws in a widely-known response to boredom. 'how dull this morning is going,' he predicted his leader's response to moonwhisper's question would be, and nearly broke into a smile at the thought. bonestar saying something witty was as likely to happen as mice learning to speak cat.

[fruitbat]

a s h p a w
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i look up from the apprentice den, and yawn slightly. i heard the vosies of some warriors, and bonestar. i roll over to my tummy, seeing that i was on my back the hole night. i look around the den, seeing no one else up. i smile to myself and get uo my paws, and walk out of the apprentice den. i see moonwhisper and softfeather awake, and bonestar. i go further out, there were no kits, queens or elders to feed. i walk over to the freash kill, and look around to see want was there.

{ whitepool is such a evil kitty >:3 }

[houndjaw]

{{ nah, just entirely too snarky for his own good. ^-^

[brad!]

c o υ g a r ѕ т r ι ĸ e

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There was a low snarl, and Cougarstrike jolted awake in his nest, the sound of scuffling disturbing his peaceful sleep. His emerald eyes opened, blinking a couple of times in the attempt to adjust to the darkness that kept the feline invisible to the others outside. The tom rose from his nest, yawning and arching his back as he looked out of the den, watching as other warriors exited the den, having woken from their slumber, also. Cougarstrike sighed, and looked over at his apprentice, who was curled up in their nest. Perhaps he was to wake him, but it would be nice to let him sleep in once in a while. Cougarstrike nodded to himself, before shaking his fur, watching as pieces of sticks and moss tumbled in what seemed a disfigured dance towards the ground. Small rays of sun entered the den, and Cougarstrike stepped out of his nest, carefully picking out the last pieces of moss, before padding outside, narrowing his eyes and wincing as the sun mercilessly beat him down with its rays. "Common courtesy isn't your thing, is it now?" the tom muttered to no one, before he sat himself outside the Medicine Cat den, and began to clean himself.

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[catdoq]

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[Spirit Lion]

Softfeather

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She-cat
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Warrior
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No crush
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Normal mood
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In camp - Eating a robin
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Softfeather took a small bite of the robin, then looked up to see Ashpaw over at the fresh kill pile. She twitched her tail tip and looked back down at the bird she was eating, chewing and swallowing the bite she had taken. Leaning down to take another bite, Softfeather flicked a dark tabby ear and bit into the robin. She chewed that piece and looked around the camp once more. Maybe I could go out for a little bit of hunting later.She thought slowly, then swallowed. The silver tabby gulped down a few more bites before rising to her paws, then raised a paw up to her mouth. She gave her paw a few licks before running it over her whiskers, then gave it a few more licks and ran it over her ears. Softfeather stretched again and looked towards the camp entrance, wondering if she could slip off to do a little bit of hunting before anyone noticed.

[catdoq]

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