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The alluring Russian Blue trotted through skeletal trees, their branches so bare that she could have counted the leaves on each and every one as she passed by. The trees were skirted by pools of autumn gold and rust colored leaves. When the wind blew the pools animated. Leaves took to the air in an elegant dance, pirouetting around the tree trunks to their own orchestral rustling. When the wind calmed, the dance ended and the leaves landed to form new pools that looked identical to the ones they were in before they started to frolic. Leaf-Fall was upon them and the days were slowly growing colder, thankfully, the territory had an abundance of prey, with Sunblaze constantly hunting the territory for every last herb he could find, the deputy felt that her clan would get through Leaf-baring without much trouble. Still, Echoshine's grisly death was mystery, leaving her son, Lionkit orphaned. They couldn't even bury the she-cat due to having little to no body left.

Lunafrost shuttered softly at the memory of the deceased Queen, her heart heavy with grief and mind clouded with disappointment at being unable to find what had caused one of her clanmates deaths. The she-cat shook off her mournful expression as she entered the camp she called home, ears raised as she padded over to the fresh kill pile, dropping a squirrel into the pile. She clenched and unclenched her jaw as the elegant feline turned and made her way towards the center of the gorge. It was sunrise, there was a nippy chill in the air even with the sun blazing down on them. She took a seat, dainty paws settled in front of her, cold icy blue eyes swerved around while she waited for more cats to arise so she could start patrols.

She spotted the bright ginger coat of the odd eyed Riddlemask as the handsome tom nodded to her as he padded past her. The twins, Brightlight and Darknight were sitting near the warriors den, both looked like they had a restless slumber. Lunafrost wasn't certain what was wrong with those two, but she hoped they stopped bickering and started getting their acts together. With Leaf-baring so close there was no time for arguing these days. It didn't help that Lunafrost has been feeling this foreboding sensation, like something bad was going to happen which was weird. Peaceclan had lived up to its name since the founder, rarely didn't anything go wrong around here....but still....

A muscular tom with broad shoulders and a powerful frame had himself laying off to the side. The deep breaths of air rose and fell in time with large chest, hefty paws were draped to his side as he napped, or at least that is what he looked to be doing. One big ear swerved in the direction of soft paw steps drawing near by. It was one set not more, he slowly lifted his head and the rest of his big frame. The eyes parted slowly to reveal yellow orbs, he blinked them waiting for them to adjust to the sunlight. He was a fierce-looking creature with smooth snow white fur. He was mostly Maine Coon and extremely large, as well as remarkably intimidating.

Wintershadow parted his jaw and allowed a yawn to part through, flexing the muscles in his back and legs, the tom's eyes slowly roamed the camp. He spotted several cats up and about, mostly the older ones. His eyes never lingered for too long, he was unusual enough the last thing he needs others things he was creepy as well. The large tom sat up from where he sat on the side of camp, eyes honing in on the blue she-cat who dropped prey at the fresh kill pile. He was rather certain Pantherstar had given direct orders that told the clan to avoid going out alone at all cost. Echoshine's death had been seven sunrises ago, but it still put the clan and the leader on edge. Wintershadow didn't bother speaking to Lunafrost, he was certain Pantherstar would scold her soon enough. Instead he waited to hear patrols called so he could find Eggpaw.

A sharp and long yawn parted from a maw of a young she cat, the cloudy blue orbs were gazing at the entrance yet saw none of the light that streamed through nothing but the warmth upon her pelt indicated that the time of day had changed other than that it was as pitch black as normal. The young apprentice slowly rose from her place leaving the soft moss behind and shook her pelt from side to side. Elfinpaw could not twist her head and focused her sight on her pelt to check if she had any kind of green moss within her pelt simply because she could not see if her life depended upon it. Thankful her other senses had enhanced themselves to make it able for her to see in her own way. The ground helped her the most she had taught her paws to pick up the vibrations within the earth beside that and her advance hear and sense of smell she could move almost like a normal she-cat. The tiny blind cat padded out into the open, scenting the air and listening to the sounds around her.

There were quite a few sounds running around the camp, many might of been missed by those who were focused on the what was in front of them instead of around them. The elfin sized she cat blinked her eyes a pawful of times, and shut themselves firmly seconds later. The faint voices of her Clanmates at Camp ebbed into the distance, the low murmur of their meows engulfed by the gentle sigh of the tide of cool air that fled around the camp. It vanished as her eyes parted once again, the world remained the same though. Black, but not depressingly empty at least not when one had such an imagination as she did. She slowly turned her body around so that she was no longer facing the entrance of the apprentice den, instead, she used her nose to find one of her best friends, Foxpaw. He, Eggpaw, and Burntpaw had become her closest friends in friends in the clan after she was taken in. Of course, Elfinpaw saw all her clanmates as her friends, but those three stuck out in particular simply because somehow some way, whenever there was trouble the three of them always seemed to be at the center of it. She too was also, although, she normally wasn't the one causing just there because.

The sightless apprentice sniffed out her russet friend, the sound of his snoring was far to loud to miss, and she promptly began poking the tom in the side. "Foxpaw, please get up." She meowed in a soft and airy voice. It was very hard to get Foxpaw to wake up, he slept a lot throughout the day. Elfinpaw normally wouldn't mind letting him sleep in, however, Foxpaw had Gentleswoop as a mentor. In Elfinpaw's mind, next to grumpy Darknight, Gentleswoop wasn't exactly a cat most kept waiting. Why Pantherstar thought it would be a good idea to pair the warrior with the laziest cat in clan, Elfinpaw had no idea. Elfinpaw had been unconsciously doing her best to help the warrior out by getting Foxpaw up during sunhigh, but sometimes it was a difficult cat. Worse comes to worse, Eggpaw and Burntpaw should have some ideas on how to get him up. "Foxpaw, patrols are going to be called. You really should get up." She adds sweetly, poking the apprentice softly with her small paw.

Silver-color fur rose and fell with the steady pattern of breath, the kit's tousled pelt hanging thickly over her body. The hushed rustling noise of someone padding outside reached Silentkit's thin and papery ears, and without opening his eyes, she yawned largely, tiny teeth showing as her jaws gaped. Her ringed and slender tail slid around her form, stopping in front of her pink nose and pressing lightly against her. She wanted to get comfortable, to let the gentleness of sleep whisper to her its song. But it wouldn't be happening, now that the sound had awakened her. The most delicate sigh escaped Silentkit, as she vigilantly hoped that if for a moment she did quiet her mind, it would happen. It was rather futile, however, and she shifted her fleece-like paws to for the last time of the day feel the moss beneath her. Pushing up, the silver kit held on to the darkness for a mere second before letting go and easing her eyes open. Now standing, Silentkit leaned forward and stretched her back in a long arch, tail sweeping behind her once more. She was as quiet as her given name as she leaned majority of her weight on the tips of her toes before relaxing.

Her bright were filled with open curiosity and enthusiasm. Her gaze quickly found her friends, Daintykit and Lionkit. Silentkit had snuggled up with other cats and Pebbledune during the night due to how cold it was getting with Leaf-fall. Normally they had Echoshine around to help keep them warm, but she was gone now... it was okay, though. She was sure the queen was in Starclan watching over all of them or at least she hoped they were. The new cat, Wildfire, has been sleeping in the nursery. She didn't have a belly or any kits so Silentkit had no clue why she was sleeping in here, yet, she didn't mind it. It meant more warm bodies to snuggle with. Wildfire made fast friends with Pebbledune so all was well. As the tiny she-cat opened her maw to yawn once more, her eyes focused on the tail of the nearest kit, lowering herself into a clumsy hunting crouch, Silentkit basically flung herself forwards, aiming for the tail though somewhat ended up pouncing on the kit instead of the tail.

*Waiting for Tigerpaw and Rosethorn*

*Waiting for Sins and Grim*

Lunafrost had been silently sorting through patrols in her head as her gaze slide around, catching an array of cats as they either woke themselves from slumber or wandered into camp. She peered at the fresh-kill pile as Gentleswoop and Fallencove brought in some more prey in a pair. The fact that they had come in together reminded her that she hadn't been allowed to leave the camp alone which would most likely result in a scolding from Pantherstar. Sometimes having a clan leader as the highest authority in the clan as well as a parent was troubling. The feline choose to worry about it later, patrols first. As she parted her maw to gather the cats, abruptly a loud yowling alerted her to her brother. One would think after spending so many moons with him she would have learned had to avoid such reckless collisions, yet, Sunblaze still managed to tackle her to the ground.

The deputy took the full brunt of the medicine cat's weight, growling softly underneath her breath as she found herself stuck on her side. Lunafrost counted silently in her head in order to keep her cool. Sunblaze was the older of the two of them, yet he lacked any type of maturity whatsoever. She took his affection in stride before using a paw to shove him off her so that she could sit up, her pink tongue lapping at the fur of her flank when she heard the clan leader's voice. She turned her piercing sapphire orbs to meet Pantherstar's as he scolded Sunblaze halfheartedly. There was a glint in his eyes that told her she was going to get lecture later. She rose with a poised and regal air of command around her, even when it came to her brother's blunders, Lunafrost always recovered with a cool grace.

"Cats of Peaceclan, gather at my paws for Sunhigh patrols." Her voice was raised to be heard through the camp, a silvery alto tone that demanded immediate attention. As she looked over to the white muzzled leader, she kept her emotions off her face and hidden from her clear azure orbs. The leader should had taken to the elders den some moons ago, he looked like he needed a long rest. She, like majority of the clan, had no clue how many lives he had left. Although she had no ambition to become the clan leader, she knew Pantherstar was worried about her. It was this worry that was creating a certain type of uncertainty and nervousness deep within her heart. She looked down at her dainty paws before shaking the feeling off and focusing on the task in front of her, patrols.

A long and exhausting yawn left the maw of the senior warrior. The ivory Tom bend slowly as his pink tongue darted from his mouth and swiped down his soft coat. The rough pad caught any leftover derby or moss with his pelt. He pulled his plush tail in and started at the base before drawing his tongue down to the tip cleaning his pelt thoroughly. Wintershadow rolled his broad shoulders backward as he shifted his hefty paws around on the earth. The huge maine coon listened to the cats around him, head slightly bent and eyes shut as he caught bits of chatter.

Sunblaze was as active as normal, Pantherstar and Lunafrost were calmer and quieter compared to the medicine cat, Wintershadow assumed he got his flamboyant personality from his mother. He had little memories of Brightmist, her passing so many moons ago. He hadn't particularly close to the she-cat, seeing her in passing when training as an apprentice. She never seemed all that loud either... perhaps it was just Sunblaze. As he heard Lunafrost's call, he moved to heed it alongside a few other warriors as they gathered around the she-cat.

His gaze fell to Pantherstar who stood nearby, he felt a little bad for the tom having declined the offer of deputy after the last deputy passed. Wintershadow preferred to be like the end of his name, a shadow. Becoming a star would shine far to much spotlight on him that he just didn't want to deal with. He admitted he worried about Lunafrost taking over, not because he doubted her leadership, but because she was going to try and push herself and eventually break. He pushed those thoughts to the side, his eyes flickered over to the apprentice den as he waited for his apprentice to arrive with the call.

The petite feline allowed her tail to wave back and forth behind her in a somewhat lazy manner. The head tilted itself in her accustom mannerism of curiosity as she heard Foxpaw rise only to feel a small vibration underneath her small paws as he went right back down. Seeing as she was sightless and locked in endless darkness, she often allowed her imagination to bloom to make up for her lack of sight. Whatever she was imagining had her maw curling into the warmest of smiles as pure, unrestrained amusement danced within that smile.

As she reached out a paw to poke the tomcat again, it took her a second to figure out that she was probing his belly which meant he was laying on his back. Who sleeps like?! The keenly sensitive ears snapped, like a rubber band, towards the sounds a bit away as another cat woke themselves. It took a few sniffs to figure out it was just Eggpaw. "Good morning." She called pleasantly yet softly in order to keep from disturbing the rest of their denmates. She lifted a forepaw to muffle her laughter as Eggpaw attempted to wake up their friend. "I'm pretty certain that walking is considered a chore for Foxpaw." She teased, tail swaying back and forth in a playful manner.

Elfinpaw's rotated her head, blinking her eyelids, as she heard their clan deputy's call. "Oh, dear," Her tone of voice was unconcerned although the way she rose to her paws with haste contradicted her tone. "Come now, Foxpaw. You really must get up. Lunafrost is calling patrols and we're all going to get in trouble if we're late." This wouldn't be the first time they gotten scolded by the deputy for something that was completely Foxpaw's fault, and she was certain it would not be the last. Elfinpaw loved her friends dearly, but sometimes Foxpaw could be a bit much. All they needed was Burntpaw to finished their little group.

*Waiting in nursery*

Softpaw woke hearing her mother, but it sounded like she was underwater everything was off. She had a bit of a cold, nothing to worry about she always seemed to get sick these days but got better. Her throat fell dry like she hadn't taken a drink in days, and her nose wouldn't stop running making her front paws all gross and snotty. She whimpered softly when Tigerpaw gave her a kick to get her moving, this was something normal and it didn't bother her all that much anymore.

Softpaw forcing herself to feet and stumbling along the way. She moved as if she were high on catnip, every step swaying and legs shaking as they held her small frame. She took a tumble to the ground, face planting, until she was able to her head up again. She rearranged herself with great difficult, flopping onto the ground and curled as tightly as she could in a ball. She wanted to go back to sleep but her body kept shivering and shaking, making sleep a little hard to come by but she was so tired.

Everything hurt and it honestly felt like she was dying. Tigerpaw had been kind enough to find her pretty looking berries, he said they'd her sleep. With mother out scouting the territory and no one to tell her if eating bright red berries was okay or not, she ate a bit of one and disliked the tasted so didn't finish them all. Of course she kept that from Tigerpaw, concerned about how he'd take it. Now she felt just terrible, everything felt hot and hurt so badly. She didn't want to keep them waiting, but she really didn't think she could move right now.

[I never fully explained where Grim and the Sins live.]

The ragdoll was starting over the edge of a staircase, wondering what would happen if she pushed someone off the side of this? Would they go splat, like on that color box the twoleg's owned? Or would they just break their bones. She had seen bones break before, the sound was never clean it always sounded wet and disturbing considering the muscles and skin often tore along with the broken bone. Or at least they did the way she broke bones. The she-cat grinned to herself before making her way down the steps. Her ears perked at the sound of Pride whiny voice, although she somewhat considered the she-cat a friend, days like today Wrath wanted to cut out her vocal cords.

As the ragdoll reach bottom of the steps she walked into the room where the majority of the group seemed to be slumbering. She barely caught the scent of their rather dull leader and their mute eater. "Don't get your tail in a twist, Pride." Wrath cackled as she strolled into the room. Consider that Grim rarely left the den she was guessing this was either some kind of test or a game. She was hoping it was a test, playing games with Grim was always life threatening. Although, Wrath loved a good game here and there she wasn't in the mood for dying right. "We gotta go find them. I'm assuming that's what he's expecting us to do." Grim was never the greatest at leave instructions behind. "Sloth that means you have to physically move your sorry behind otherwise I don't mind dragging you along by your ears."

Wrath grinned in a sinister manner. She wondered what it felt like having an ear gnawed off, someone might find out if they didn't get up and moving soon. If Gluttony was with Grim she assumed he hadn't eaten and if Grim go impatient and sent Gluttony back....well Wrath already had the delight of nearly getting eaten by that monster before. Gluttony was great fun to play, she wasn't in the mood to play with the big guy today. She was more interested in what Grim had planned, though they'd never now at this rate.

Lunafrost's rich blue eyes roamed over the cats as they gathered at her call, she notes the lack of apprentices and internally sighs. The apprentices were their mentors problems. They were missing a few cats, but the deputy didn't bother getting overly concerned about it. Unless duties were given the night before, Lunafrost dislike having cats missing out on patrols. Beyond the mild twitch in her tail, she gave no outward reaction. She parted her maw and began listing off cats for patrols.

"Twigheart, you'll get hunting patrol." She meowed, casting her pale icy eyes on the tom. "Take your apprentice, along with Spottedfall, Lambpaw, Wintershadow, and Eggpaw." She finished with a flourishing wave of her tail. The food pile was rather low, she already knew who to blame for that in the back of her mind. Normally she wouldn't make making Gentleswoop and her apprentice restock it, however, when it came to a rather lazy apprentice, she knew it be more of a punishment to send him on border patrol over hunting.

"I'll take out a border patrol, Fallencove, Hollowskies, Spiderpaw, Gentleswoop, and Foxpaw will accompany me along with Sunblaze." Lunafrost glanced in the direction of their medicine cat as he spoke in hush tone to the clan leader. Normally he'd excitably ask to join a patrol for herbs, even though he hadn't today, Lunafrost was certain he'd still want to go looking for herbs. She gave a dismissing flick of her tail as she waited for the cats to gather up. Although there were still a few cats she had left out of patrols, Lunafrost didn't see the point in taking every cat with little to do out of the camp. It still needed to be guarded. i

The huge maine coon yawned softly as he listened to the she-cat list off patrols. As he got to his paws, he extended his front legs and bent down to stretch out his muscles before straightening and shaking out his pelt. The senior warrior didn't seem at all troubled with having a young cat taking charge of patrol instead of him. Normally, he was rather certain that most high ranks and senior warriors took to leading patrols, but Lunafrost had her own ways of doing thing. Wintershadow wasn't going to complain about, besides, leading was a hassle for him. The tom slowly turned his head to look over at the apprentice den, Wintershadow rarely ever picked up his apprentice. He didn't see the point in it. As he spotted the ivory pelt tom with the stub of a tail. he padded over to him, noticing that Elfinpaw was padding at side with Spiderpaw trailing not to far behind her. The tom was rather proud that the petite apprentice was able to gather cats around her despite her disability, she was not his kin by blood but he treated her as such.

He bent down to briefly touch noises with his Elfinpaw before turning his attention to Eggpaw who seemed somewhat troubled. He assumed the cat would like eat before patrols, normally he'd scold the apprentice for getting up so late and tell him to eat later, however, Wintershadow knew his apprentice wasn't a bumbling fool, Wintershadow saw a lot of himself in the ivory apprentice when he was his age. So he doubted Eggpaw had been sleeping in, his tardiness mostly had something to do with a certain fox. "Go, eat quickly. The patrols don't need to leave right this second." He meowed to his apprentice in a deep tone. His amber gaze flickered over to Twigheart, he figured the tom wouldn't mind it. Wintershadow didn't see the point in having his apprentice go hungry because he had bad taste in friends.

If Elfinpaw could see the drama Foxpaw was pulling, she might have done the same thing that Eggpaw had done. Instead, she kept her dreamy smile on her maw and let the tom have his fun. The sound of incoming pawsteps had her turning towards the noise as she recognized the steps as Gentleswoops'. Welp, she tried. Like Eggpaw, she was leaving the tom on his own. At the soft nudge from Eggpaw, she turned and slowly began making her way out of the den. She kept a little closer to Eggpaw then she normally did, using him as a guide of sorts to make sure she didn't run into Gentleswoop on the way out. She caught the tail end of Lambpaw and Spiderpaw's conversation and would have butted right into it, but she's been scolded several times by Wintershadow for interfering in things that had nothing to do with her. It physically hurt her heart to hear kin talking to each other like Spiderpaw did Lambpaw.

Elfinpaw took great value in everything that she was given in this clan, she had no blood kin, couldn't see, had no memory, and wasn't even born in this clan. Yet she had been taken in, given great friends, a stern but kind foster father, and an mentor who was training her to be a warrior. She loved everyone and thing in this clan and hated to hear discord or harm come to those in the clan. It made her sad that she couldn't do anything to settle whatever problems it was the two apprentices had with each other. She paused a little after escaping the den as she heard Spiderpaw call out to them. Regardless of trouble, the petite apprentice offered the younger cat a friendly hello.

"Good morning, Spiderpaw." She purred as sweetly as ever. Her attention was claimed by Lunafrost's voice calling out names for patrols, A soft grumbling sound from her belly reminded her how empty it was, she didn't think Gentleswoop would, but if she let Foxpaw at the fresh kill pile, whatever was left there would be gone. She was suddenly torn between heading over to Twigheart for patrol and eating before Foxpaw got at it. Wintershadow's scent reaches her nose and she greats the with a silent touch of nose, as his attention strays from her, Elfinpaw is still in deep thought until Winterhshadow give the permission to eat. The tortoiseshell beams and doesn't wait as she literally bounces in the direction of the food pile, beckoning with her tail for Spiderpaw and Eggpaw to join her. They had to eat fast, so long as she got a few bites in her belly she'd be fine. If she didn't eat something before doing a bunch of activity she often felt either faint or nausea later on.

*waiting in the nursery*

*out cold*

Wrath watched Sloth as he actually got up, huh?! She thought he'd complain or something about moving, Then again, Wrath wasn't joking about hurting him to get him up. She rolled her eyes at the comment of Grim waking him up, although Grim actually did normally take the time to wake the useless Sin up, even Wrath was smart enough to know Grim was planning something. Days when his mind was working, Grim was often only focused on whatever it was he was planning so remembering to wake Sloth up was something that would've have been forgotten. She twitched an ear, optics following Sloth as he made his way over to the entrance of the room she had already come from. Her eyes fell back to Pride as she finally calmed herself down, and then Wrath had to restrain herself from biting the she-cat. Wrath did not do Sloth-duty. She didn't have the patience for it ever. So instead of biting like she wanted too, the ragdoll merely hissed at Pride with a glower on her.

"He's your brother you feed him." She paused after a second, dumping a cold bucket of water on her fiery temper as she remembered that they had to get moving. "We don't have time to feed him anyway, we gotta go find Grim and Gluttony remember." Wrath was pretty certain, Lust, Envy, and Greed would catch up at some point in time. For now, it was better to be late then ignore Grim's obvious.... whatever. She seriously did not want to deal with Gluttony if push came to shove. Wrath moved to trail after Sloth who was moving at a decent pace today, it was almost funny. She over took him as she made her way down the hallway and out the open door of the den that led outside to the porch and down a path that led into the woods.

The she-cat watched the gathering cats retreated to tend to their business while rolling her shoulders backward, working out a minor kink there. She rose with a sway of her tail and bent forwards, arching her back in a light stretch until she heard the sound of small bones popping around. Feeling slightly better and more relaxed as well as awake her crystal clear blues darted around the camp. She took notice of her father and brother chatting off to the side, but left them be seeing as whatever it was they were talking about she wasn't made to be a part of it.

The paws danced along the ground in an elegant dance as she moved from away from her former position, heading near the foodpile. She stopped, some tail lengths away as she saw the small group of apprentices gathered around it. Although she had brought in some prey just earlier and had seen Fallencove and Hollowskies bring some as well, the pile looked low. She faint made a mental reminder to talk with a russet about how much prey he took from the pile. The thought of eating is dashed, as she looks over to the nursery and the elder's den. She could eat later. She turned to go climb the ledge that brought them out of the gorge camp, her gaze found Spottedfall and her thin apprentice, Lambpaw.

The tom looked as skittish and jump as ever. That wasn't what bothered her, he wasn't eating. Lunafrost wasn't concerned rather or not the warriors ate, the apprentices should get in a quick meal when it came to sunhigh because they were still growing. At least that is what her mother always told her. The russian blue was tempted to tell Spottedfall to make sure to Lambpaw ate before patrolling, yet kept her maw shut. Even though concerned, the tom wasn't hers to guide and she didn't think it was a good idea to go around telling mentors what they should do, even if it was in another's best interest. A gentle frown crossed her maw as she continued over to the incline and waited for her patrol to gather.

It was fascinating seeing how such small things could improve a cat's mood. Wintershadow observed his young apprentice as he bounced off rather positive for Eggpaw, to eat with the other two cats. Eggpaw was often with Elfinpaw, the two were often together along with Foxpaw. Spiderpaw was new, he assumed that the young cat had attached herself to Elfinpaw more then Eggpaw. He highly doubted his apprentice would tolerate the newly made apprentice for long. Whereas most saw his apprentice's moodiness and rudeness as a negative, Wintershadow didn't mind it and rarely bothered scolding him for speaking his mind.

Wintershadow had an endless amount of patience, and although not all that old, had a bit of wisdom to share with those in need. He never expected more then a cat could give and didn't see the point in changing to fit other expectations. Eggpaw was himself, so long as it didn't hurt the clan or wasn't openly disrespectful, Wintershadow let the tom form his own opinions and views about the cats around him regardless of how harsh them seemed. The senior warrior turned his attention to the smaller tom as he made his way over, bowing his head in a light greeting to Twigheart. As the question of hunting grounds was brought up, Wintershadow nodded his head in agreement.

"Firefly Falls will do. I can see about catching some fish there." Even though Echoshine's death had been some sunrises ago and no sign of anything amiss had gone on since he'd feel better keeping the apprentices out of harm's way. It was getting colder as well, it might be a good idea about teaching Eggpaw how to catch fish for when the prey on land became scarce.

Elfinpaw was still in the midst of figuring out what she was going to be eating, she could sit in front of the pile for moons completely indecisive. The fresh-kill pile tended to hold the most scents since cats always brought their catches in their maw. If that was mixed with how many cats came by to eat here the scents tended to collided and overwhelm her the same way medicine cats with herb scents clinging to them and the medicine cat den overwhelmed her. Her nose was just a little bit more sensitive than average cats and she didn't want to deal with a sneezing fit.

The slight tortie rotates her head in Eggpaw's direction as he came up and grabbed something for her. She purred a grateful thanks to tom, dipping her head to grab what felt like a wing in her maw. She padded over and plopped herself down directly beside Eggpaw, close enough that her pelt brushed against his and began eating after dropping her bird to the ground. Being blind, Elfinpaw liked to make sure she was touching something. When sleeping she made sure she was against the wall of the apprentice den or that she slept close enough to one of the toms that it didn't feel like she was floating off into nothingness. Now it was just a bad habit to brush against other cats.

Taking the eat quickly to heart, she was nearly done with her bird when she felt the slight nudge to her side. She glanced in the direction of the nudge, moving a little to the side, as the somewhat milky scent of the youngest apprentice claimed her attention. Oh, Spiderpaw. She forgot about her, finding that Spider didn't make much noise when she moved. It would take a little bit for Elfinpaw to learn the Spiderpaw walking pattern and paw steps. Elfinpaw didn't mind having Spiderpaw around them, even though she was only a moon older and not much bigger, having Spiderpaw around gave Elfinpaw an odd sense of responsibility. Knowing that Eggpaw most likely didn't have the kittish apprentice following them, Elfinpaw cast the tom a somewhat pleading smile for him to not be too outspoken with the younger one.

"Well, if I had a choice I'd try hunting an egg." She answered Spiderpaw's question seriously. Half of the reason for that was because of Eggpaw's name but the other half was because she honestly wanted to catch an egg. She's never felt an egg before and was determined to find one at some point in her life. "Or a frog." Wintershadow had caught a frog near the wetlands in the warmer seasons, it felt so weird she had been utterly enthralled by it as a kit and wouldn't mind catching one herself. "A rabbit might be nice too." At this point, Elfinpaw was listing off creatures she wanted to feel. "Oh, Spiderpaw?" She inquired, changing the subject a little bit. "How come you don't get along with Lambpaw?" It was an honest question so she didn't think Wintershadow could scold her for it. It was sad for her seeing Kin couldn't get along with Kin, they were supposed to be family.

*mixed with Wildfire*

The slightly round she-cat was resting on her side, Her eyelids were slowly opening, unveiling luminous sun lit eyes. Velvety ears rising to pause at a leisurely standing, she let her plume-like tail brush behind her as she gracefully swept upwards, sighing gently and bowing her head. The Queen arched her back in a relieving stretch, undoing the fierce tensions from the night.. A shiver climbed up her spine as she felt just a tad bit colder as the weather changed. The newest Queen sat down as soon as she finished stretching, finding the urge to curl back up on her nest and sleep the cold away. Outside she could hear the sounds of cats as the moved around to do their duties. Wildfire was still working on learning about the clan and their ways, but found she liked clan life and was fitting in pretty well.

She had to stay in Sunblaze's den for the first few days after coming into the clan, it was thanks to him and Whitethorn that she wasn't constantly stressing herself out with the fear of this litter she'd be having. After Sunblaze found she'd was with kits, and she explained her fears to him, he had come up with a plan to find her a tom to play her mate at least in name. She still wasn't sure why he picked Whitethorn nor why the warrior agreed, but she wasn't complaining. All it took was a few visits from Whitethorn while she was in the medicine cat's den and she hung around him as he taught her about the clan life, by the time she was showing with a belly bump everyone simply assumed she was with Whitethorn. Considering how big a favor Whitethorn was doing for her, Wildfire had already promised that he'd be free to 'break up' with her as soon as she had the litter. She honestly didn't care much about the reason he gave for them splitting, he could blame it all on her if wanted to.

So long as the clan thought the clan thought that her kits had some ties to them and if Tod ever showed up again, her kits had someone to call their father it worked out for her. The ginger feline turn her emerald eyes over to the kit who was working on waking up the other kits from their sleep. The little one that never spoke a word, Silentkit. She never talked but the kit had a big personality so Wildfire felt the kit would be find growing her, if she recalled correctly, Beastspark was her father. The tom often visited the nursery to check on Silentkit, he was rather friendly watching him with Silentkit was adorable. The she-cat smiled at the though taking a seat to watch Silentkit, she worried a bit about Lionkit since he had lost his mother, but she didn't know the tom well enough to know if there was anything she should worry about with him. Wildfire wasn't sure what she should do for him, so she simply fell back on instincts and did what felt natural and took care of the kits as best she could like she would her own.

*still out*

As Wrath took to leading the way into the forest, she paused every so often to scent the air and frown. Of course, Grim couldn't make this easy and leave a proper scent trail like normal cats. He had go and rub himself on every freaking tree and confused her. Wrath stopped walking and looked over her shoulder at the sibling Sins, though wasn't expecting much help from Pride. She figured the cat was expecting her to do all the grunt work seeing as it was something beneath Pride, Wrath rolled her eyes. She glanced over at Sloth who seemed lost in his own mind, normally when the tom wasn't sleeping or being lazy his mind was working. Wrath admitted that while lazy, the tom was certainly the smartest out of all of them.

Although they all had their roles to play in this disturbed family, Lust, Gluttony, and Sloth tended to stand out a bit more. Lust clearly as the head and the so called mother of the Sins, Gluttony was more or less the enforcer, and Sloth was oddly enough the brains. She supposed Pride would be up there too since Grim needed someone to make sure Sloth was minded. Grim had a habit of keep them closer to him then the rest, but Wrath didn't care much about who was favored or not. So long as she got to spill some blood she was happy.

"Alright, I give up." She meowed after walking and turning in a circle a few times. Gluttony probably could of sniffed his way to Grim with his crazy bloodhound nose, but Wrath was no good like that, fighting she considered herself the best out of the sins, but tracking wasn't something she did. "Sloth, we are we going?" She asked, expecting him to pick up her slack like usually.