-Oceanstrike-
[age-19 moons][rank- medicine cat][mate/crush-none][family- deceased][kits-none]
His jaws split in a large yawn. He had always been tired no matter when or where even if he had just woken up. The tom cat paced his den trying to think up what might come in handy for the next few days. For some reason he thought that thyme might be needed soon. "Thyme? Why thyme? There must be something strange happening soon. What else?" He padded back over to the place where he kept the herbs. "Ok I'm going to need yarrow, running low on that. Umm... thyme. Of course thyme. Ahh, goldenrod. Wait, no, I don't need that. Oceanstrike kept mumbling to himself as he paced his den.
-Saberclaw-
[pelt- brown and tan maine coon][age-24 moons][rank- warrior][mate/crush-none][family- deceased][kits-none]
Saberclaw woke from her nap in the clearing and stretched. As she did so a yawn escaped from her jaws, making her tongue and claws curl. Pulling herself up from her crouched position and began to groom herself. When she was finished she stood and left the camp searching for prey.
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