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    Yarrowtalon yawned and stretched out under the willow tree that was her den. She purred and watched the camp, happy to relax now that her herbs were stored and safe.


    On the other side of the clearing, Bloodpaw pounched on a stray leaf and ripped it to shreds in his claws.


    ((is it ok that i control both my charries in the same post????))

    ceaderstone growled at flowerpaw "watch it apprentic"he spat((hes evil so yeah blets fight him))
    silvertail looked over to ceaderstone and growled lightly

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    Pumpkinpaw contently played in the apprentice den with a piece of cotton she had found on the ground.
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    Yarrowtalon got up and padded under the roots of the willow to check her supplies before going to hunt for herself quickly.
    Bloodtalon stalked a lone butterfly. He leaped up, caught a wing with his claws, then pinned the butterfly, shredding it apart. He noticed the fight and growled threateningly.


    Graywhisker watched her apperentice.

    Yarrowtalon noticed the fight and watched from a low hanging branch, hoping that there wouldn't be blood shed inside the camp.


    Bloodpaw sniffed then stalked out of the cam, not caring if anyone noticed or not. He stalked up a small ravine edge and splashed into a stream, startling a frog.

    Incandescentstar had his own little project: weaving. He had been making a symbolic carcanet for each warrior and apprentice, to signify that said cat was in his clan. It wasn't uncomfortable, rather, each one was moss twined together to form a ring.

    Yarrowtalon sighed and decided to take a nap on the branch, her tail coiled around it.


    Bloodpaw decided to hunt for a bit, but couldn't scent anything.