"Seid ihr das Essen?"
OOC: n/a
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Ebonycloud; ThunderClan medicine cat
The black she-cat looked at the young warrior. She twitched her whiskers with a smile. "Maybe you could find something soon," She meowed. When he walked away, she padded off to find something to do herself.
Fawnsong; ShadowClan deputy
As her half-sister ran off, Fawnsong wasn't too keen to let her go alone. She looked over her shoulder at Redpaw. "Go back to camp and alert the medicine cat of possible injuries," She ordered, "Then go find Cavernstar right away." Then the feline was sprinting in the direction of the fighting, following after Iceflower.
Runningpaw; WindClan medic apprentice
The golden calico followed his clanmates. Suddenly, he stopped as he saw the frightened tom. He looked young, he thought, probably a few moons older than him and Ferretpaw.
Fernstar; RiverClan leader
The leader watched his apprentice. He nodded. Of course, he'd stay silent, allowing the scolded tom a chance to regain his composure and have a moment of pride in a successful catch. Instead, the gray tabby went to the river's edge and sat, waiting as he watched the water.
Smudge; loner
The black and white loner froze, green eyes wide. Shaking himself mentally, he finally moved, but only a step back. "I-I-I-I..." He stammered then gulped. "I was just passing through... I don't mean any harm! I swear!" His tail was puffed out, showing his fright. "M-my name's Smudge... I live on the farm just down that way." He flicked his puffed tail in the opposite direction of the ThunderClan border."
Cloud; Tribe prey-hunter
He looked at the to-be, sympathy in his eyes. "I'm sure these wolves will pass through," He assured Wren, hoping her was right. "Come on. We should bring back something before the day grows dark." And he pushed forward till he spotted a weak mouse. With sudden opportunity, he instantly had his mud-streaked tribemates hide next to the rocks and wait for something bigger that would feed more bellies.
Stoneteller; Tribe healer
In the Cave of Pointed Stones, the healer was panicking. Images from earlier, her dreams, and even more horrid visions were making her fret. She paced between the pools, tail lashing, ears drawn back. Suddenly she stopped and looked up at the roof of the cavern. "Ancestors, what is going on?" She asked aloud, though she doubted a straight answer. Sharp teeth flashed in front of her vision. Gray fur, bushy tails, powerful dog-like frames, dead cats, pools of blood in their cave. "No, no, no... Please be a joke!" She begged.
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