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    [font=times new roman]From the heart of the Country,
    [size=36pt]SouthernClan[/size]
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    Southernstar gave a yawn, and padded out of his den. He flicked his ears, waiting for the rest of his Clan to rise in the cool morning.

    Luckyspark trotted briskly out of the warriors den, a wide grin on his face as he breathed in the fresh morning air. The black and white tom sat down in a slightly sunny patch of ground in the middle of the camp, and began to groom his ruffled fur.


    Hollowheart fidgeted in his sleep, moving his legs frantically, as if trying to run, murmuring, "No! I have to get out! No! I'm not listening!!", and some scared gibberish. His tone suddenly rose to a hoarse yowl, as his voice began to fail from talking in his sleep the majority of the night. The tom bolted up in his nest, breathing hard.

    Azuregaze trotted out of her den. She stretched her limbs and let out a nice, big yawn. She blinked her large blue eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the glare of the light. The SouthernClan deputy let her gaze scanned around the camp, eyeing how many cats were up and about. Not too many by the looks of it. She let out a shrug, she would ask Southernstar if she could organize any patrols. Perhaps a dawn patrol that could catch some prey on the way back?

    Sunstreak got up onto all four paws from her moss bed, she had woken up earlier but fell asleep again. The orange tabby yawned as she stretched before padding out of the warrior den. The deputy glanced around camp before padding over to her fellow deputy Azuregaze.


    Fungusdot was sorting his herbs in the medicine cat den before looking out of his den. His gaze fell onto Azuregaze, as always.

    Southernstar padded past the medicine cat den. "Good morning, Fungusdot," He greeted, dipping his head. Then he padded past the Warrior's den, seeing Azuregaze and Sunstreak. "Good morning, you two." He flicked his tail in greeting. "Azuregaze, do you mind accompanying me and Blackpaw on a hunting patrol? And Sunstreak, do you mind keeping watch over camp?" He then looked at Blackpaw, and flicked his tail, signaling for him to come over.

    Fungusdot dipped his head to the leader as he passed by. "Mornin." He gruffly muttered before continueing to sort his herbs.


    Sunstreak smiled at Southernstar before nodding. "Yes, I'll keep everything in control."

    Peachfur woke up to the glaring of the morning sun Beating down in her face.
    She stretched, kind of struggling to get up due to her round belly, for she was expecting her now dead mate's kits. Oatwhisker had been the most kind, caring, loyal, brave warrior she'd ever loved.
    He had died from blackcough, a deadly desise that had no cure and killed you in the most painful way possible.
    Peachfur sighed and shoke moss from her ginger and white pelt and padded out of the nursery

    ❥ SPECKLE wrote:

    Southernstar padded past the medicine cat den. "Good morning, Fungusdot," He greeted, dipping his head. Then he padded past the Warrior's den, seeing Azuregaze and Sunstreak. "Good morning, you two." He flicked his tail in greeting. "Azuregaze, do you mind accompanying me and Blackpaw on a hunting patrol? And Sunstreak, do you mind keeping watch over camp?" He then looked at Blackpaw, and flicked his tail, signaling for him to come over.


    Azuregaze flashed a smile to Fungusdot before turning back to her leader. "Of course Southernstar." She mewed happily. Blackpaw seemed like a wonderful apprentice and she couldn't wait until she had one of her own. She swished her bushy grey tail in satisfaction.

    Southernstar grinned at them both, "Excellent. And Blackpaw, I'd like you to join the hunting patrol," The Tom meowed.

    Azuregaze sheathed and unsheathed her claws, stretching them. She was ready to go out and hunt and was already imagining the thrill of stalking her prey and sinking her claws into it. No, she didn't enjoy killing. She enjoyed the satisfactory of knowing that her Clan won't go hungry.

    Southernstar entered the forest hunting ground, ears pricked. He could tell the prey was moving today. He nodded to his Clanmates, and dropped into a hunting crouch. He pounced, landing in a clump of ferns, and popped back up with a plump mouse. He padded back to Azuregaze ean and Blackpaw, and sat the mouse down. Then he looked at Blackpaw. "Your turn."

    Blackpaw spotted a vole moving underneath a tree. He stalked it carefully, he leaped and was just to far which caused him to fall and the vole to fly away. "Fox-dung!" He muttered.