Waspstar | Stoneclan Leader | Open
Waspstar sighed as he watched the two cats leave, flexing his claws into the ground for a moment before padding into his den. He sighed as he flopped into his den, staring into the darkness. Even though he could not sleep, it was better than waiting for some cat to come speak to him. Hopefully he would fall asleep before sunrise, but if not he would join the dawn patrol. A walk would be good for him.
Bittenpaw | Stoneclan Apprentice | Stormpaw
Bittenpaw's eyes widened at the other apprentice's brashness, and they glanced at their mentor quickly. They almost sighed with relief when nothing happened, and they glanced at Stormpaw when their mentor finally left. "T-Thanks..." they mumbled softly, squirming uncomfortably. They could never understand where Stormpaw's confidence came from.
Shellbrook | Sunclan Warrior | Maplebush
Shellbrook giggled at Ivykit's shenanigans, a rare occurrence from the closed off she cat. "He'll make a great squirrel catcher." Her eyes fell on the rest of the kits individually, filled with an unfamiliar warmth. Was this how kits were supposed to make you feel? "Those are all wonderful names."
She fell into a slightly uncomfortable silence after this, watching the kits as they squirmed and played. She glanced down at the ground for a moment, wondering the appropriateness of her next question. "Who's the father?" She asked, looking back up at Maplebush, "If you don't mind me asking," she added quickly, hoping she did not seem rude.
Salmon/Salmonnose | Sunclan Warrior | Vulpes
Growing bored and too restless to stay in the camp, Salmon padded out into the forest. Naturally, her paws dragged her to the edge of their territory, back to the Deadlands. She leapt easily over the rocks, landing on the opposite side of the river with a plume of ash surrounding her paws. Her ears pricked at the sound of movement, and she dropped into a crouch. Normally, her bright orange pelt would stand out like a rose in a snowfield, but she hoped the darkness would help disguise her. The ashes made scents hard to distinguish, but the sounds of splashing confirmed there was another cat here.
The sound of a yowl made Salmon run to the noise, and she blinked in surprise at the sight of a cat scrambling on the river shore. The cat was on Stoneclan's side, and Salmon tilted her head in confusion. She could make out the cat's bright orange pelt, and she seemed barely old enough to be an apprentice. Either that or she was just small. Although it looked like the cat needed help, Salmon could take advantage of it's inability to escape to ask some questions.
"Hey! Are you from Stoneclan?" She shouted, appearing out of the darkness. "You don't look like you are, your pelt's too bright for Stoneclan." Unless you considered that golden apprentice, but Salmon considered that a rarity.