BlueClan || Semi-advanced || Sign Ups
rustyfang
-The deputy trotted around camp, looking at the delicately crafted walls surrounding the camp. Seeing a spot where the branches and leaves were broken and torn, her neck fur bristled. Turning her head, she looked around for anycat who was up and about this afternoon
seedbelly
-Cream fur dashed out from a bush and landed on top of a small white bird. With a small shriek, the bird was dead. The tom on the prey lifted his head and looked to his patrol buddies; Blackberry, Eelpaw, (jump in). "Looks like the birds are returning! It must be spring already!"
blackberry
-The wirehaired tom bobbed his tail. "That's good. We had an awful winter, bout time we get to eat." His curled black fur was slightly matted from his nap in a thorn bush. His ears flicked at the distant sounds of prey
eelpaw
-The small blue and black stripped apprentice smiled. He loved hunting, but he loved swimming more and loved lying on the beach and eating eels more. He was born on the beach, and his soul and heart remains on the beach.