Briarclaw | Lioness | 24 moons | ForestClan | Warrior
Mentions: None, open

Muscles rippled beneath her pelt as she stalked forward through the forest, placing her paws lightly on the ground to keep from startling any prey that might be nearby. Her ears pushed towards the front of her head to listen. A faint nibbling sound was coming from in front of her, and with gentle pushes, she moved through the foliage. Her bright blue eyes caught sight of an African Hare, the brown and gray flecked creature chewing a leaf. Its long ears were erect, twitching every now and then. The hare was fully grown, but such creatures were small, and while they might feed a cub, it wouldn't fill the belly of an adult lion. Still, it was better than nothing.

Putting pressure on her back legs, she braced herself, then sprung out at the hare. It dropped its leaf, kicking out its legs to run. But the surprise was enough; her paws fell onto the creature's back. Bones popped under them. Even without a bite to the neck, her prey was dead. Wrapping her teeth around its scruff, she turned and trotted back to camp, nudging her way into the clearing that housed ForestClan's camp. Spotting the prey pile, she moved over to it and dropped the hare on top, grinning slightly. Catching the first prey she laid eyes on generally meant a good day of hunting. Now, though, she wanted to try to hunt something a bit bigger. Glancing around, she looked for another lion that might be willing to accompany her on another hunt.

Blackheart | Tom | 26 moons/2 years, 2 months | Forestclan | Deputy
Location: Forestclan Territory; Hunting Grounds->Camp | Mentions: Briarclaw / Pride in General - Open for interaction

Not long after most of the lions began shuffling out of their beds, a towering lion walked into camp, an average sized fox clamped softly in his jaws, the head hanging downward on one end and the tail hanging down at the other. With a lash of his firm tail, the large deputy headed to the prey pile and, going around Briarclaw, set his catch on the top. Tongue swiping across his lips in order to relieve the dryness, the dark lion turned to the lioness, taking note of her eagerness. Blue eyes observing the hare that had been on the pile before his fox, he knew it was her catch and the muscular tom dipped his head briefly in greeting. "Good morning, Briarclaw. Nice catch. The prey running good for you this morning?" he greeted, before complimenting the warrior and asking the question, his voice masculine like usual. Blackheart gazed around as he waited for the pretty she-lion's response, intimidating eyes observing every little movement that happened in the camp, and outside of camp as well.

Ooc: Well there is Blackheart cx I hope ya'll like him because I do, despite his reserved and cold personality XD

Briarclaw | Lioness | 24 moons | ForestClan | Warrior
Mentions: Blackheart

The brown lioness straightened up at the sight of the deputy, Blackheart. Even though he could be a cold lion, capable of StarClan knows what, she trusted him to make good decisions and to run the camp smoothly with or without the help of their leader. Thus far, he had done a good job of that. Trying to ignore the way his eyes pierced through everything they gazed upon, she responded, “Good morning, Blackheart. Thank you. So far the prey is running well, but...” She paused, unsure whether she should be bold enough to ask the deputy to accompany her. Briarclaw decided she had nothing to lose from it and continued, “I wanted to take down some larger prey. Think you'd be up for hunting with me?”

Blackheart | Tom | 26 moons/2 years, 2 months | ForestClan | Deputy
Location: ForestClan Territory; Camp | Mentions: Briarclaw, Leader / Pride in General - Open for interaction

The large lion nodded at her response, a few thoughts running through his mind. "I'm glad." he said, genuine emotion hidden in the depths of his masculine voice. His brow raised a bit as he watched Willowpaw, a white apprentice with dark markings, headed out of camp again, an exhausted and dehydrated look on her face. He couldn't blame her; after all, he was relatively thirsty at the moment as well- Blackheart was just the kind of lion to mask most of his emotions, and feelings. Turning his attention back to the lioness in front of him, he listened to her finish, and cocked his head slightly as she trailed off with 'but..', the fur in his mane shifting only a bit as his head position was changed. As the warrior presented the question, he thought about it a moment before nodding, straightening up. The deputy was a rather large lion with a good amount of strength. He and the well-muscled lioness could handle a good hunt, probably get a decent kill too. "Sure. I don't see why not." he trailed off, eyes glancing down at the prey pile. "Besides, the Clan needs prey- especially something large." he added, sharp claws kneading the dusty ground, his tail lashing a few times. He stood up straight and, gesturing towards the camp entrance with his head, began to turn around, his eyes narrowing as the scorching sun hit his face. The tom looked around once more and his expression turned to a concerned and confused one as he suddenly realized something. Their leader was no where to be seen... Where was the lion that led their Clan? Could Blackheart leave camp unattended, with no one there to lead or watch the camp? ForestClan was too small a clan- unfortunately.

Ooc: Ooh, I hope some sort of drama happens Cx Either at camp or while they're hunting, by the border maybe? IDK <3 I do love me a good drama roleplay tho. :P ForestClan is very small though. The only lions is the deputy (Blackheart), one warrior (Briarclaw), and one apprentice (Willowpaw).... Too small in my opinion.... We need more FC lions!!! D:
((Who even is Willowpaw's mentor))