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    ic; Ah yes, a perfect day for the clan to get active from the past leaf-bare. The weather was warm and perfect enough for hunting and battle-training. Radiostar breathed in the fresh-air and smiled to herself, looking around for forming patrols. She shook out her cream and white pelt and began to groom it, making sure it was neat. She noticed the dragonflies were beginning to come back to the streams from where they had vanished for the leaf-bare. Radiostar loved the new-leaf and she always felt like it was a fresh start for her clan whenever it came by. The sun peeked through the clouds, reflecting on the clear water. Lilly pads floated lazily on the water, letting water animals like lizards or frogs to nestle on them. Radiostar blinked her bright blue eyes and turned her attention to the cats coming out of the dens. She stood up, tail swishing back and forth, and jumped up on a rock by the stream to take a look at the whole camp. Everything seemed to be in order but anything could happen when someone least expects it...

    Rainbowbrush sneezed, her herbs around her. She pawed at some lightly.


    Sidelines sneezed, the beautiful day looking fine."Cmon!" She mewed.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]The day was so warm. So nice.
    The absolute perfect day to doze off, no laboring away like the rest of the clan. Surely, no one would notice the deputy if he well... decided to take a small cat nap for a few hours. Maybe longer. So, that was his plans for the day. To stay right by the edge of the deputy's den, and rest. In all truth, he was pretty lazy. Toysolider had never been an active feline at all, yet he still maintained a rather muscular, and well-kept build, an anatomy keen for that of a cat who would be needed to be constantly aware of their enviroment, and believe it, or not; he was. Despite his inactive habits, he kept a close eye on the clan; that was kind of his job, right? To make sure everything was balanced? After all, Toysoldier would more than likely be a leader someday. Someday. But not at the moment, or anytime soon, he hoped. He was quite happy maintaining his duty as deputy. Just high enough where he had more responsibility than a warrior, but just less enough where he didn't have to babysit the whole clan like a queen did to her kits. It was almost a nice feeling to actually think of it that for him. Yep. He was just there to make sure the leaders got what they needed to get done. Best position in the world through his point of view.    [/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=7pt][color=darkblue]Heatstar arose from his nest. Quickly his eyes adjusted to the blinding light and he padded from his den. "Good morning, Radiostar." The masculine tom's eyes fixed on the other beautiful leader who he much loved. But he would never share his feelings... not yet, anyway. "I hope everything is well." With a frown, he glanced at the deputy's den. "The deputies should be up." He muttered.

    Cloudwisp stirred from his sleep. In just a few seconds he woked up, blinking in the sunlight. He shook out his fur and grumbled something to himself. Hope another life of misery comes crashing down, again! he half-muttered-, half-thought to himself. Days like this would always fret Wisp. A nice cool sunny day, birds singing....It was if everything was trying their best to side track you. Then boom! Something harsh hits you good and hard. Cloudwisp would never let that happen to him!...Unless it was for a good cause, of course...If you know what I mean, heh heh. Cloudwisp got up and began to streach, but no later than a minute did his paw begin to hurt. Cloudwisp winced, and then sat down while studying his paw. A nice big and thick thron was attached deep in his paw pad. Wisp let out an annoyed hiss and then braced himself-he was going to try to pluck it out instead of the medicine cat doing it themself. As soon as he grabbed it out a dark crimson color started to show where the thron was, then even more pain started to come. Wisp quickly spat the stupid thron out and limped out side heading to the medicine cat's den. I'm such a stupid fur-ball! He yowled to himself, but I mean come on, you weren't suppose to pluck out a thron unless the medicince cat did it themself or if they gave you permission to do such a thing. Wisp padded out the den, and purred. He had to admitt that the sun shine was feeling pretty good.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=7pt][color=darkblue]Heatstar looked at Cloudwisp with surprise. "Oh, good morning, Cloudwisp." He said kindly, his blue optics shining in the warm sunlight. "I hope you're okay? You look your paw found a thorn," the leader looked down at Cloudwisp's paw, seeing the velvety red blood.

    Cloudwisp looked up at his leader-or one of his leader should I say-. He shook his paw, sending a few drops of blood everywhere, also making the pain increase. He winced. "I'm okay, Heatstar. I had just found a thorn in my paw when I woke up so I plucked it out. I just had to, it was getting quite irritating, but now I see that I just made it even worse."


    Rainbowbrush padded forwards into the leader's den. Her tounge was rough as she rasped,"May I speak?"


    Sidelines followed Rainbowbrush."Good morning!" She murmmered.



    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=trebuchet ms][color=white]Toysolider eventually pulled himself up, yawning, his jaw hinging open. The large ginger tabby then lumbered over, thinking about greeting another cat, and socializing. The deputy then decided againest it, and sat back down.

    Radiostar glanced at Rainbowbrush and she nodded, her blue eyes flickering with approval. The leader turn to Cloudwisp and she raised an imaginary eyebrow, her jaws parting as she began to speak. "Are you sure you can live with that thorn in your paw?" She gave him an appreciative and joking chuckle but her eyes were serious. Radiostar didn't tolerate cats getting away with their injuries. It might happen in other clans but not here, no siree.


    "Thorn, huh?" Rainbowbrush giggled. Gripping the thorn, she carefully ripped it out. She flickered her tail as if saying to get cobwebs.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=7pt][color=darkblue](Cloudwisp took the thorn out, but it started to bleed and hurt more.)


    Heatstar looked at Rainbowbrush. "Good morning," he greeted her.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=7pt][color=darkblue]Heatstar smiled at her, and sat down. He drew a rough tongue over a knot of golden tarnished fur, grooming down his silky fur.

    OCC: Oh look I'm back~ Was I gone for like 2-3 days?


    IC: Cloudwisp let out a muffled growl. "Rainbowbrush, are you gonna help or what? If not I can also go and make the infection worse by licking it or whatever.", he said grimly, though something else was on his mind...But farther from that, his paw was literally stinging now.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=7pt][color=darkblue]Heaatstar looked at the tom with an amused expression on his face. Then he glanced at the glorious Radiostar, his eyes fixed on her. Suddenly he looked away, hoping no one had seen him stare at the she-cat.

    Silentpaw padded up to Cloudwisp, "I can help with it I learned how to treat it the other day," she sighed, and looked down. She felt a little weird offerning to help Warriors. She felt like maybe her mentor should, but then again it was good well needed practice.