[open] im back

[krislind]

Dawncloud walked back into the camp many cats were talking to each other. She walked back in the Camp. She quickly walked over to a patch of bright green flufly moss. She sat down and she started to clean her self.

[Ember]

Dragonstar padded out of her den. It had been an interesting few days, and she was more than ready to get back into the normal bustle of the camp. Not that any of the warriors should have any idea what plagued her mind - how were they to know that their deputy had been sentenced to death by StarClan? No, it wasn't that bad, but that would be what the Clan would think, and if they turned their backs to StarClan, there would be nothing left. Sadly, there wasn't much of a breeze, but the sun shone high in the sky, warming up her pelt. There was still snow on the ground, and it clung to her paws like mud as she waded into the center of the clearing, heading for the fresh-kill pile. Many cats were up and about, most sharing tongues in a sun beam. It had been a brutally cold night, and leaf-bare seemed relentless, trying to freeze anything it could.

There wasn't much left on the fresh-kill pile, so she selected the smallest thing she could find, giving her an incentive to go hunting later. Crouching down near the camp entrance, she began to hungrily rip apart the small mouse she had selected, ignoring the other warriors. She ate slowly, however, savoring every bite. She wasn't in a rush, and there was already a hunting patrol out. Now she had time to think about what she would do about the next deputy. It seemed odd, deciding the next deputy before the current died, or before she even knew when Rockleafe would die. True, she would have more time to think about the decision, and could make a wiser decision, but it still felt wrong! Where was Rockleafe, anyway? She hadn't really seen her since the night of the gathering. Was she avoiding her leader? Surely not...

[krislind]

Dawncloud watch as the great leader of Earthclan walked out of her den.
'I wish I could be just like ... her' Dawncloud thought to herself. She quickly tossed the idea way from her head, as she started toward Dargonstar. She looked a little worried then normal. 'Maybe she had a bad night'

Dawncloud walked to Dargonstar. She meowed "Are you all right?" She said those words in a caring way. She looked to the she-cat to see if she would respond.

[echo]

Firepaw::from climb to start the day

Firepaw padded out from behind the bush, only mildly dissapointed that he didn't a chance to jump out and surprise her. He walked across camp, by Dawncloud and Dragonstar. The ginger apprentice went to the fresh-kill pile. There were barely any, and none of them very fresh. A hunting patrol really needed to go catch some. Maybe I can be in it! Firepaw's eyes lit up. He looked over his shoulder where two she-cats were talking to each other. Dawncloud seemed to have just asked the clan leader a question.
"Dragonstar! Can I be in the hunting patrol?" he greeted, tail waving. "We're running low on fresh-kill back there."

[~Night~]

Darkpaw was still upset about her mentor just disappearing on her, and she figured that he had done it on purpose because he had hated her so much. she needed something to take her mind off of it for awhile. She noticed Firepaw talking with Dragonstar and Dawncloud, aznd heard him offer to go hunting. the perfect distraction! she tried to look cheerful and hurried the few tail lengths over to them.* May I go hunting with Firepaw?