Tribe of Many Storms builds up their camp!

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  • Erinaceous grunted. "Whatever. Just don't get upset when other cats disagree with your changes madame." he said, turning away from Dawn with a bored expression. He saw Thunder chasing a butterfly, and sat down to watch.

  • Thunder caught the butterfly and trapped it in her paws."Finally, I got you!" she said aloud. She released the butterfly, it flying beautifully in the sky.

  • Erinaceous watched in admiration as she let the butterfly go. He walked up to her, his unnaturally high spiky hair casting shadows along the ground that looked like grass blades. He resembled something like a large hedgehog , but with a feline face and limbs. "Generous." he said, sitting beside her. "So generous. You have a nice eye for life, i see."

  • "Nice name. There's nothing to do so, I started to chase the butterfly. Now, I have nothing to do, again!" Thunder said, glad to have someone to talk to.

  • "Well thats understandable" he said. " I wasn't doing much myself...i was trying to get her-" he flicked a tail towards Dawn, "to stop changing the interior of the dens."

  • Firenova watched the two cats, jelousy gnawing at her. She had tried to serve her clan, but still had no friends for the journey along the way. She sighed and pushed her feelings aside and focused on finding a spot for the medicine den. She felt her heart point her into a hill of soil. Excited, she began to dig. Finally, she found it. It was an cave with a beam of moonlight shining down onto a pool of water that trickled from a wall. Firenova look around. There were little nooks and crannies for herbs, and there was plenty of space for sick cats. Now I just need to get the herbs I stowed. Her eyes down, Firenova grabbed the herbs and snuck out of camp into the hill. She placed the herbs into the nooks and crannies and sighed. Her own little place at last.

  • Firenova jolted. "Erm... just an old fox den. You probrably don't want to go into it. It stinks like mouse bile!