Post by breebree99 on Sept 10, 2013 21:39:10 GMT
(This is actually posted by shimmer, bree just created the thread)
Breezestar
Breezestar yawned and stretched in her surprisingly wide den underneath the large spruce tree in camp. Stretching each leg as she slowly walked out of her den and into the clearing. Cats were bustling all around camp. Greenleaf was always plentiful. Her clan - obviously the one Starclan favoured, due to their abundance in everything - was full of life and everything they could ever need. As she walked around camp she passed the Medicine Cats den, Smokesky was inside, probably sorting through their endless supply of herbs. The smell was quite strong and tickled Breezestar's nose, though it did also have a nice smell, realizing that must be the catmint, that herb that made her insides melt. Jumping into the sunning rocks in the middle of camp and started her grooming in the nice warm sun. Though in the midst if all the happiness and life she couldn't help but feel a slight ominous feeling about it all, Soulstar of Skullclan hadn't done anything for moons and could strike out at any time. Greedy piece of foxdung. Breezestar thought with an annoyed flick of her tail.
Mousefeet
Laying on the sunning rocks next to her mate, who was snoring loudly, Mousefeet yawned, thought about getting up, sighed then grunted as she lifted herself to her feet, her old joints creaking. The ray of sunshine had been nice, but it felt like it was time to get up, maybe shed grab something off the fresh-kill pile, I love being an elder sometimes, no one can ever yell at me for taking something off the pile without working anymore! She thought merrily. There was a nice looking squirrel on the pile…
Walking over to it she hovered over every single piece of fresh-kill in the pile, finally deciding to take a small but tender sparrow, realizing that she wasn't really hungry, just wanted the joy of eating. Relaxing by the apprentices den, planning to engage with any cat that came out of it. Wanting to tell a story, probably with herself being the star
Starryeyes
Watching her parents carefully, making sure they weren't about to do anything stupid or embarrassing, like they do everyday, but instead found them snoring on the rocks. Nodding respectfully to Breezestar she walked briskly out of camp. Unlike many of the other cats in the clan Starryeyes would rather keep to herself and be alone, not having to talk. The only person she's ever been able to talk to was her brother Driftwatcher. Running silently through the woods, Starryeyes blended in with the shadows the leaves left on the ground and feeling the comforting rush of air between her dark fur. Realizing that she was over by the river, Wow! I think that was a new record! Feeling proud of herself for once, then thinking that it still wasn't probably enough to actually be a good warrior like her parents said, she never seemed to be able to do anything right.
Breezestar
Breezestar yawned and stretched in her surprisingly wide den underneath the large spruce tree in camp. Stretching each leg as she slowly walked out of her den and into the clearing. Cats were bustling all around camp. Greenleaf was always plentiful. Her clan - obviously the one Starclan favoured, due to their abundance in everything - was full of life and everything they could ever need. As she walked around camp she passed the Medicine Cats den, Smokesky was inside, probably sorting through their endless supply of herbs. The smell was quite strong and tickled Breezestar's nose, though it did also have a nice smell, realizing that must be the catmint, that herb that made her insides melt. Jumping into the sunning rocks in the middle of camp and started her grooming in the nice warm sun. Though in the midst if all the happiness and life she couldn't help but feel a slight ominous feeling about it all, Soulstar of Skullclan hadn't done anything for moons and could strike out at any time. Greedy piece of foxdung. Breezestar thought with an annoyed flick of her tail.
Mousefeet
Laying on the sunning rocks next to her mate, who was snoring loudly, Mousefeet yawned, thought about getting up, sighed then grunted as she lifted herself to her feet, her old joints creaking. The ray of sunshine had been nice, but it felt like it was time to get up, maybe shed grab something off the fresh-kill pile, I love being an elder sometimes, no one can ever yell at me for taking something off the pile without working anymore! She thought merrily. There was a nice looking squirrel on the pile…
Walking over to it she hovered over every single piece of fresh-kill in the pile, finally deciding to take a small but tender sparrow, realizing that she wasn't really hungry, just wanted the joy of eating. Relaxing by the apprentices den, planning to engage with any cat that came out of it. Wanting to tell a story, probably with herself being the star
Starryeyes
Watching her parents carefully, making sure they weren't about to do anything stupid or embarrassing, like they do everyday, but instead found them snoring on the rocks. Nodding respectfully to Breezestar she walked briskly out of camp. Unlike many of the other cats in the clan Starryeyes would rather keep to herself and be alone, not having to talk. The only person she's ever been able to talk to was her brother Driftwatcher. Running silently through the woods, Starryeyes blended in with the shadows the leaves left on the ground and feeling the comforting rush of air between her dark fur. Realizing that she was over by the river, Wow! I think that was a new record! Feeling proud of herself for once, then thinking that it still wasn't probably enough to actually be a good warrior like her parents said, she never seemed to be able to do anything right.