"rise and shine, early birds." the warrior hummed as she stood, shaking the moss from her fur. she'd always loved how windclan slept together, under the stars. the warriors and apprentices, that was; everyone else was stuffed away from the stars inside of dens. in snow and rain, they stuffed away as well, but it had been a clear night and she'd enjoyed the stars once more.
she picked her way through on nimble paws before resting beside the camp entrance, giving her fur a brisk grooming. it was time for the dawn patrol, and she'd given her usual wake up call; now, it was time to wait for the gaggle to gather before trailing out.