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    IC: Grey fur rippling slightly in the breeze, Duskpaw looked around the clearing with a bored expression. {low muse}

    ooc;;
    yay, finally. :D


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    A pair of bright, gleaming blue eyes starred at the sky above. Softecho was observing the sky, the way the clouds moved, as well as the sun, and was actually quite fascinated by it.


    A white-and-grey striped she-cat looked at Softecho, smiling to herself. Briskpaw knew her sister loved to gaze at the sky when morning awakes, but she really had no idea why. Briskpaw, herself, was sitting alone, her pelt getting matted by the ruffles of the breeze, and she looked at whatever was around her.

    Erminetail sat in the shade, his narrowed gaze on the rest of camp. The grumpy, distant tom was typically very detached from everyone else. The same was said for Wildspirit, his sister,though she was nicer when it came to conversing with others. The black and gray Bengal sat near the middle of camp, soaking in sun.


    (Digital, I see you are a Maximum Ride fan. I started flipping out when my dad called my dog a Flyboy)

    Emberpaw looked at Erminetail, bounding over she said."Hi! You should be more social! It's a Clan! Like it or not your living with other cats!"

    Erminetail looked down at the apprentice. He sighed, "You're right, kid. I just have a lot on my mind..." he looked over at Wildspirit, hoping his sister was alright.

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    [color=white]A bright orange ball heaved up and down as Technobeats slept. It used to be even brighter than that, but the retired medicine cat was getting old. A buzzing in his ears woke him and he found his paws leading him to the fresh-kill pile. Again. There was no doubt the ginger Scottish fold had gained weight since becoming an elder!
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    Wildspirit looked up at the retired Medicine Cat, "Oh, hello Technobeats," she said in her faint, shy voice, "did you have a nice rest?" the slim Bengal she-cat asked.

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    [color=white]"Indeed I did," his low voice rumbled in a rusty purr. "I had a wonderful dream about catching a squirrel.."
    He padded up to sniff the food available to him. A vole, a mouse, and a messily caught bird. We need to send out some more hunting patrols! Technobeats thought grumpily, taking the vole and heading off to the deputy to complain.
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    Emberpaw looked around."Shouldn't we have a hunting patrol? There isn't much prey on the fresh-kill pile!"Emberpaw looked at the pathetically small pile.

    ooc;;


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    Softecho heard Emberpaw's voice, and padded over to the fresh-kill pile. She blinked at it, starring at it with a blank expression. "It is quite empty." She started, looking around for the deputy. "Where is our deputy, anyways?" The white she-cat asks to no one imparticular.


    Briskpaw leaps down from the apprentice den to join her sister and the others. "You know, I could go hunting," the apprentice mewed, her blue eyes looking bored as she shuffled her paws.

    ic;


    After all the activity sprung up in camp, Duskpaw decided to be more social. Heaving his dusky colored furred body up out of his nest, he walked outside, blinking from the bright sunlight. Not bothering to clean his messy pelt, the apprentice wondered what all of the commotion about prey was.
    Padding to the pile, he looked down and shrugged. That was why. Thinking that he would rather go on a border patrol, the tom hung back from the conversation, hoping not to be called on a hunting patrol.

    She grunted."How come a senior warrior can't just make the patrols!"Emberpaw looked at the bird."That bird has been sitting on the pile for weeks!"She sniffed it."Am surprised maggots didn't eat it."

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    Softecho shrugged, nudging her sister, Briskpaw. "Go find the deputy," she asked, and Briskpaw was off. "I'm sure we'll be in a hunting patroll in no time, Emberpaw," she assured the apprentice.

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    Duskpaw shook his head at the impatient and slightly younger apprentice. Swiftly grooming his pelt, he wondered when his parents and siblings would get up.


    Darkpaw yawned as she stretched luxuriously. Grooming her dark petl quickly, she quietly made her way outside, her pupils dilating at the light. Turning around, she waited for Littlepaw.


    Littlepaw yawned and padded outside, planning on cleaning his pelt later. Glancing around, he saw the clan was in a ruckus, then Duskpaw sitting by himself in a shady corner. Shaking his head, Littlepaw smiled at his sister.

    Emberpaw sat down, thinking about her sisters.I hope Cloudfur and Icestar are okay. How many cats are in SnowClan? Are they strong? I wonder if DarkClan left their forest She frowned.

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    OOC: Hey I noticed that there's alot of apprentices, could you assign some to warriors please? Thanks ^_^
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    "My wings are my dreams, and on toward the sky!" -Sora Naegino
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    IC: Deerleap looked around the camp, wondering what to do. She looked at the pitifully small freshkill pile and felt a cold breeze. 'Leaf-bare is coming... the freshkill pile will be even smaller than now...' She sighed, turning away from the pile.
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    "Why bother waiting for the deputy?" Erminetail said bluntly as he headed for the camp entrance. Wildspirit looked up, and she was going to tell her brother he shouldn't do that, but she just quietly turned away. He hardly listened to her.