HushedClan ~Clan of Secrets~ Rp thread

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    Flamestar stretches in his den, shaking his pelt out as he makes his way out. He sniffs drowsily for his deputy, hoping this bout of cold wouldn't last long.


    Cougarfoot had been up for a while, cleaning the two tiny kits in her possession gently. Her soft purr lulling them as she cleaned.


    Violetkit yawns as she dozes against her mother's warmth, kneading her as she dreamed.

    FinchKit woke with a sneeze, startling himself as he does. He blinks his eyes before realizing he had just sneezed and immediately felt embsrassed he had gotten so surprised by that.


    SnakeHiss emerged from the warriors den and shivered. She loved the cold but after being in a warm den the chill wasn't exactly enjoyable. She stretched and yawned, straightening back up to stand. She looked around before trotting over to the fresh kill pile to get something to eat.


    RippleSound yawned and blinked her eyes wearily. The cold did no good for her joints and she grumbled, standing to stretch. She let out a noise as her joints popped. She shook out her fur and left her den to get something to eat.

    Flamestar pads down to the freshkill pile, "SnakeHiss, Morning." He purrs uncharacteristically, nodding his head before grabbing something to take to Cougarfoot, since queens, kits, and elders were supposed to eat first.


    Cougarfoot licked over Finchkit, mewling softly, "Go back to sleep Finchkit, it's still early." She purs softly as she nuzzles the little kit.


    Violetkit yawns before rolling over snuggly, cuddling into her mother.

    SnakeHiss nodded "Good Morning FlameSStar" She said in her normal, hissing tone. She picked up something for RippleSound and went to the elders' den to give it to the old she-cat.


    FinchKit nodded and settled back down to go back to sleep. Soon the kit was back to sleeping peacefully, breathing deep and even,

    Flamestar drops the freshkill of to his littermate before grabbing something himself, he finds his favorite spot before settli ng down and eating quietly.


    Cougarfoot purrs, eating quietly as she dozes.

    SnakeHiss returns to the fresh Kill pile and lifts up a thrush to eat for herself. She settles down in a sunny patch and starts to eat happily.


    FawnPaw walks to the FKP and grabs herself a mouse, settling down to eat it.

    Flamestar glances over to SnakeHiss, munching on his squirrel quietly, dark pelt glowing in the shady spot he'd placed himself in.

    Flamestar's ears perk suddenly, he almost seemed to be on edge about something. He tries to shrug it off and continues eating.

    Flamestar cleans up his scraps, stretching a bit, "He wasn't sure where his deputy was, they needed to send out patrols though.

    Blinkspirit emerged into the camp, two mice in his jaws, and laid them on the fresh-kill pile before backing away a couple steps and looking at the sun. He was supposed to be organizing patrols about now. The small tom gulped and quickly padded up to Flamestar, looking nervous and even a bit queasy. "Sorry I'm late, I was...You know." He jerked his head at the fresh-kill pile, averting his gaze from the other tom's eyes. He didn't like to talk about his problem.


    Breathpaw launched herself out of her den with a purr, enjoying the brief moment of air rushing through her fur, and tilted her head upward the moment she landed. The sunbeams caught her fur, turning it a brighter shade of orange than it normally was as she closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and gave thanks to her ancestors. The whole thing was rather overdramatic, especially as the ginger apprentice did this every single time she entered or exited a den.

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    Flamestar stretches a bit, "It's alright Blinkspirit. I was just about to come look for you anyway, we should organize a patrol."


    Cougarfoot appears out of her den with a soft yawn, sitting outside the entrance for some air. she purrs towards the two toms, "Morning."

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    Blinkspirit nodded. He seemed about to suggest something to Flamestar when Cougarfoot greeted them. Suggestion forgotten, the chocolate and white tom twisted his head away and meet her eyes with a smile. "Good Morning!"


    Breathpaw exhaled and her eyelids flew open, her pale yellow eyes glinting in the sun. This was because she was looking directly at it. Scowling, the apprentice lowered her head as fast as possible, and muttered several curse words under her breath. After shaking her head once, then again or good measure, she headed towards Snakehiss with only mildly watery eyes.

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    SnakeHiss smiled slightly at the apprentice. "Lassst time I checked, you aren't sssuppossssed to look directly at the ssssun" he said with amusement evident in her tone. Her eyes flashed with her amusement and she sat up. "You sshould get ssssomething to eat, in cassse we get put on patrol." she commented.

    Cougarfoot purrs softly, starting to clean the mlik scent off of her lazily.


    Flamestar turns back to his deputy, "You were saying? We need to stock the freshkill before noleaf arrives."

    Blinkspirit looked back. "I was thinking we could send a patrol to the very edges of the territory." He said, his voice changing to a more invigorated tone. "The prey out there aren't as experienced as the ones closer to camp, and we might...We will be able to catch enough to keep the clan's strength if a chill strikes soon. What do you think?"


    Breathpaw nodded, the corners of her mouth turned up at the sides amd her tail held high as she started for the fresh-kill pile. Grabbing a mouse by its tail, she tugged it off and brought beside Snakehiss before sitting down next to her mentor to eat.

    "Ssssso did you ssssleep well?" SnakHiss asked conversationally as she looked at her apprentice quietly. The cat had spunk and she appreciated that. The warrior sighed softly ss she shook her fur, looking to her leader and deputy curiously.