Puddlestar
Tom | Leader | Pineroots | Tags: open
Puddlestar curls up in his nest, his tail tip flicking over his nose. The cold wind was harsh, and his short fur wasn't the best protection against it. At least my den is warm. he thinks before drifting off into sleep. A moment later his eyes snap open. Sunlight filters into the den, and a warm breeze brings scents of prey. Starclan? What news could they possibly have? An oddity catches his eye. A bush, with thorns curved like claws. Something was caught in the branches. A feather? No. Flecked grey fur, like stone. Graniteslip? Realization hits him like a rockslide. Graniteslip is in Starclan. He sways on his paws before everything goes dark. Puddlestar blinks open his eyes for a second time, however now in his den. He turns in his nest, attempting to find a more comfortable position. What that just a dream... or was Graniteslip trying to tell me something?
Eveningleaf
Shecat | Med | Camp | Tags: open
Eveningleaf peers at the approaching clouds. The snow will start falling soon. She turns, checking the stores. Almost out of dandelion leaves, I might as well go look for a few. Maybe some marigold too. Anything would help. the torbie healer thinks as she pads out of camp again, mewing a small congratulations to each of the apprentices she sees. She heads deep into the pines, in search of any herbs that dare to rear their heads.
Pinepaw
Shecat | Apprentice | Territory | Tags: Greywing
Pinepaw pads next to her mentor, her head turning at every new bush, every new tree. She may have had her apprentice name for 3 moons, but she rarely was allowed onto the territory until now. A squirrel chitters above her head, and she dashes to the base of the tree. The brown tabby tuxedo tilts her head up at the squirrel, then pads a few trees away from it, stopping at a sturdy aspen. The squirrel watches, it's small black eyes glittering before it turns away, assuming the apprentice is no threat. Pinepaw bunches her haunches, then begins climbing up the tree, her cream claws digging into the bark.
Tom | Leader | Pineroots | Tags: open
Puddlestar curls up in his nest, his tail tip flicking over his nose. The cold wind was harsh, and his short fur wasn't the best protection against it. At least my den is warm. he thinks before drifting off into sleep. A moment later his eyes snap open. Sunlight filters into the den, and a warm breeze brings scents of prey. Starclan? What news could they possibly have? An oddity catches his eye. A bush, with thorns curved like claws. Something was caught in the branches. A feather? No. Flecked grey fur, like stone. Graniteslip? Realization hits him like a rockslide. Graniteslip is in Starclan. He sways on his paws before everything goes dark. Puddlestar blinks open his eyes for a second time, however now in his den. He turns in his nest, attempting to find a more comfortable position. What that just a dream... or was Graniteslip trying to tell me something?
Eveningleaf
Shecat | Med | Camp | Tags: open
Eveningleaf peers at the approaching clouds. The snow will start falling soon. She turns, checking the stores. Almost out of dandelion leaves, I might as well go look for a few. Maybe some marigold too. Anything would help. the torbie healer thinks as she pads out of camp again, mewing a small congratulations to each of the apprentices she sees. She heads deep into the pines, in search of any herbs that dare to rear their heads.
Pinepaw
Shecat | Apprentice | Territory | Tags: Greywing
Pinepaw pads next to her mentor, her head turning at every new bush, every new tree. She may have had her apprentice name for 3 moons, but she rarely was allowed onto the territory until now. A squirrel chitters above her head, and she dashes to the base of the tree. The brown tabby tuxedo tilts her head up at the squirrel, then pads a few trees away from it, stopping at a sturdy aspen. The squirrel watches, it's small black eyes glittering before it turns away, assuming the apprentice is no threat. Pinepaw bunches her haunches, then begins climbing up the tree, her cream claws digging into the bark.
((ughh accidentally edited my last post and turned it into this one.. grr.. here is a repost to let you know >.< #mobileissues
Puddles is open btw if anyone needs him))