Suffering from Boredomness (Open to all)

[.:Summer:.]

Summersong cautiosly padded out of the warrior's den. Her amber eyes scanned the clearing, noticing that is was still early. Summersong stretched, her small lithe body shaking with the anticipation of a new day. It wasn't like her to get excited over a silly morning, but the orangish brown she-cat knew something exciting was about to happen. The she-cat gave a small yawn, causing her entire body shake like an earthquake again. The small she-cat began to groom herself, especially near her legs. She briskly raised her paw, and began to rythmically groom herself. As the minutes passed, Summersong finally finished grooming her short fur, but became bored in the process. Summersong stared at the fresh-kill pile. It was as small as usual, with a few fat mice here and there. Her belly rumbled, the orangeish brown she-cat hadn't eaten anything yesterday. Instincts tugged at her, nudging her on towards the prey. She shook her head, trying to not give in to the hunger. Summersong knew that the prey was not fresh. In fact, she had caught one of the fat mice yesterday. She had to admit that she was indeed suffering from boredom.

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` sunberry - previously sunclan -

An amber she-cat burst into the MoonClan clearing, scanning the camp. She could only see a orangish brown she-cat grooming herself, but then looked around for Dawnstar or maybe even Redstorm. She sighed as there was no one else. She padded over to the she-cat. ' Where may I find Dawnstar? '

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[firebrush]

Hawkpaw poked her nose out of the apprentice's den when she heard a strange mew. The pale gray apprentice thingyed her head and sniffed, drawing the scent slowly to make sure she got it right. "What is a Sunclan cat doing in our camp?!" she mewed indignantly to no cat inparticular. There was no mistaking Sunclan's odor about the golden arrival.

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Scarpaw

His ears pricked in surprise at the strange new voice and Hawkpaw's comment. Sniffing the air to make sure Hawkpaw wasn't just pulling his leg, sure enough, there was a tang of SunClan scent. Scarpaw pushed past the other apprentice, his silver eyes flicking from side to side as he scanned the camp. Spotting a golden she-cat wreathed in SunClan scent, he padded over, tail held high. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he approached. "What do you need Dawnstar for?" he questioned, his tone light.


Marshkit
A small kit peered out of the nursery, eyes wide with curiosity. He had never seen a cat from another clan before, so the gray tabby quickly bounded across the clearing towards her. "Who are you?" he squeaked.

Blazekit
Behind the tailless tom, Blazekit looked out, wondering what was going on.

[.:Summer:.]

Summersong jumped from the newcomer's meow. "Oh. I'm not sure." She mewed in a hushed gentle tone. "Scarpaw, let me handle this." The she-cat sniffed curiously at theamber she-cat. Summersong never had seen this cat before, except maybe at gatherings. the orangeish brown she-cat's beautiful gold speckled amber eyes glared at the Sunclanner, harshlessly of course. "Why are you here?" Summersong calmly meowed. She never believed in harsh tones, she was too calm and gentle for that. The she-cat waited for the amber she-cat's answer, as her long dark tail twitched in impatientness.

OOC; ick.. bit short for me..

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` sunberry - previously sunclan -

Sunberry's eyes darted around the camp as more and more cats gathered. SHe felt her stomach twist into a knot. She looked towards Summersong, happy that her tone of voice was so nice. ' I want to join MoonClan. My mother, Morningstar, has rejected me. ' She felt the knot tighten as she spoke out. ' And now, Morningstar has planned to attack MoonClan because she believes that MoonClan took Leafkit. But I never believed her. THen, I jumped onto the high rock to tell her to stop . . . and she pushed me off and called me a spy for MoonClan. I'll be happy when she dies. Spiritflare is a much better cat. ' SHe twitched her tail as she laid down, paw in front of her. ' And I thought if I told MoonClan they'd be ready. My mother wanted to catch you off guard. My mother . . tried to ask for forgiveness . . but after those few words I had to refuse. I just ignored her. '

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I changed my mind. SUnberry's just gonna linger in SunClan territory, but Summersong still knows of the battle, k?

[.:Summer:.]

"That so.. sad. " Summersong meowed with sympathy in her hushed gentle voice. The she-cat purred, to show she was thankful for the warning. Her amber optics scanned the clearing for her leader, Dawnstar. "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I didn't quite get your name." A small smile began to appear on her white muzzle. "My name is Summersong. Yours?" she asked this possibly new clanmate. No. Not clanmate, but family member. Summersong was always nice like this. She treated every cat in her clan like family, because she had none left. For they had all either died or ran away with a murder. Her mind wondered off topic, remembering the dreadfull nights, of when her brother and parents died. Or when her sister ran away with that murderous traitor. Summersong growled, the sudden tone of it snapped her back to reality. "I'm sorry I must have dozed off for a bit."

OOC; k