Clearsong | 15 Moons | Warrior | 25/30 | Camp | Mentions: Harepaw, Glade (ID), Pebblesplash (ID), Earthquake (ID)

Clearsong padded alongside the apprentice, lending her his shoulder to support her a bit. He remembered the look he recieve from Pebblesplash and sighed, watching his paws and he padded toward the moss pile he and Glade had collects days prior. Ever since Glade became leader, his sister talked less and less to him. It hurt him to see her turn away from him when he tried to talk to her and growl at him when she passed. Earthquake hadn't talked to him much either, he missed the two.

"It'll blow over," he told himself quietly, he lashed his tail once, Why can't they see Glade is trying his best. He thought angrily. If he was the only one who understood Glade, then so be it. He huffed, giving up the topic, he was starting to feel like he was acting petty.

Clearsong was glad Harepaw accepted his company. Glade hadn't separated them so far, so he assumed he was okay in helping out Harepaw recover. "If anything, I don't think it was right to send you to gather moss with how your leg is," He leaned down and picked some moss up with Harepaw, "Though it cwoud jus be more twaining." He said behind his bundle, before turning back toward Camp with her.

Stripecloud|15 Moons|Warrior|25/30| Temporary Camp|Mentions:

Stripecloud walked over to Glade. He didn't like him but he wanted to go hunting. Just wanted to feel the wind on his fur and hunt for his Clan. He was starving. The last thing he had eaten was a crow, and that was ages ago. His stomach rumbled as he thought about food. He walked up to Glade. "Erm, Glade, do I have the permission to go hunting? I want to keep us healthy and strong." The tom kept his voice even, or rude or shy, even.

Harepaw~12 Moons ~Apprentice~5/18~Forest~Mentions: Clearsong

Clearsong | 15 Moons | Warrior | 25/30 | Returning to Camp | Mentions: Harepaw

Clearsong nodded as he padded up the river toward camp, for a split second he heard a splash and he turned his ears to it. Looking over, he saw a fish swimming downstream had leapt out of the water and back in again and again. The fish had a little pink body, but his stomach growled at the sight. Slowly he put down the moss and laid his tail on Harepaw's shoulder. He stalked over to the waters edge, shivering at the thought of falling in. If he weren't so hungry, he wouldn't have thought twice about not going after it, but he was, so he sat by the river. The fish was coming closer, the cold river moved along sluggishly, tiredly. Clearsong knew it must be freezing. Suddenly, the fish was in reach. Remember his sister's lessons, he flashed his paw in, the cold water burning his paw, before scooping out the fish. He wobbled for a moment, almost falling in, but he regained his balance and dealt a death blow to the salmon's spine. He padded back, to Harepaw and placed it at her feet. "Eat this, you haven't eaten in a while and you need to keep up your strength for your leg. Clean yourself very thoroughly afterword, Glade mustn't know we've eaten." Clearsong began to clean his paws, ridding them of the scent of blood and the cold touch of water.

Rainpaw | 12 Moons | Apprentice | 13/18 |Camp | Mentions: Open!

In the past few days, Rainpaw had grown increasingly snappy. She was able to tolerate cats much less and all she thought about was when her next meal would be. She didn't know how Glade managed to become leader so quickly. He was well recieved, and Earthquake spent a lot of time mourning his father. Glade had a naturally ambitious air to him, and she watched as his greedy eyes looked at the hungry cats, he grow plump off of their food. He was supposed to be "just passing through" for Starclan's sake! She had no clue how Clearsong had begun to accept the leader. She growled every time he came near, she couldn't stand the thought of the orange tom. He sat there, sucking up to him. "Clearsong, fetch me more moss!" He says, "Right away." He says. The little crust." She grumbled. Rainpaw's claws itched to shut him up just one time.

Harepaw~12 Moons ~Apprentice~5/18~Forest~Mentions: Clearsong

Clearsong | 15 Moons | Warrior | 25/30 | Camp | Mentions: Harepaw

Clearsong was looking around for anyone watching, "You have to eat. You're going to get sick if you don't! You haven't eaten in a long while and, at this rate, your leg wont heal!" His voice rose in a small panic before he quieted himself again, "Look, it isn't a big fish any way, we can throw the remains in the river. If we had brought it back to camp, it wouldn't be fed to the queen first, it'd go straight to Glade." He lashed his tail. As much as he respected Glade, he knew they'd starve without food. He couldn't bring himself to think of Harepaw immobilized due to hunger. He looked into Harepaw's eyes, "Please. I'll take the blame if we get caught." He looked around again, keeping his large ears pricked for any on-lookers.

Harepaw~12 Moons ~Apprentice~5/18~Forest~Mentions: Clearsong

Clearsong | 15 Moons | Warrior | 25/30 | Camp | Mentions: Harepaw

Clearsong sighed as he watched Harepaw rip the fish in two. He didn't hear anybody, his heart raced, were they going to get away with this? He took a few breaths and looked down at the fish Harepaw put by his paws. He looked at it for a moment before being told to eat it. A small smile crept onto his face, "Fine, you win, but if I eat, you eat." He said before tearing into his small meal in quick, ravished bites.

The fish managed to fill the void slightly, but he was still greatful. He knew if he'd eaten too much, he'd get stomach pains, so the small meal was decent for the time being. He carefully cleaned his face, hoping to hide any smells of lrey or blood on him. He rubbed his face in a smelly bush before coming back and disposing of the fish pieces in the river.

After they were done and clean, he sat back by Harepaw. "We should start moving soon, Glade will want to know what's taking so long." He bumped his head against Harepaw's for a moment, "Thank you." He said quietly. Clearsong confused himself with the gesture, it was supposed to be just a friendly tap and a thanks, but Clearsong lingered for a moment longer. Closing his eyes, he smiled for a second, before bouncing back. "Sorry! I didn't mean to be awkward!" He gave an embarassed chuckle before turning to pick up the moss again.

Rainpaw | 12 Moons | Apprentice | 13/18 |Camp | Mentions: Aldershade, Softsong (ID), Swallowfall (ID)

Rainpaw looked around, noticing someone missing aside from those who were told to be. She couldn't put a name to it, she just knew there was an absence. Closing her eyes, Rainpaw tried to remember who returned to camp recently. She shook her head, unable to remember.

She padded forward, not knowing what really to do. For fear of being injured, the she cat had stayed far away from Glade. She felt bad for Swallowfall and Aldershade, who were currently in the medicine den, trying to cope with wounds inflicted by Glade. She growled again, thinking of how much pain Softsong must be in since Aldershade was injured.

Rainpaw looked around again, narrowing her eyes. That's right, he didn't come back did he? She didn't see the tom's black and white pelt, and he hadn't been to visit Aldershade recently. Where is he?

Discreetly, she made her way to the dirtplace, slinking along the wall in the ferns until she reached the medicine den. She looked around for a moment, then darted in and found Aldershade.

"Hey, Aldershade? You up?" She hissed quietly to the tom while poking him. She didn't want to wake Swallowfall who lay nearby. She quickly placed her tail near his muzzle in case he was starled or became loud."Has Softsong visited you recently? I haven't seen him in days." She crouched in the shadows, she was ready for an adventure. She needed to get out.

Harepaw~12 Moons ~Apprentice~5/18~Forest~Mentions: Clearsong

Snowecho | 27 Moons | Medicine Cat | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Willowstar, Sunstar, Stormberry, Open!

Snowecho felt really tired, like he could sleep for several moons. He shifted a little as a paw smacked, or so he thought. His body refused to move as he wished. This confused him, so he opened his eyes to look around. How long had he been asleep? His limbs should not feel stiff after a single night's rest. Just as the strangeness of his stiff limbs hit him, he realised that the scent of three unfamiliar cats were in the air. That, and he realised that it was a cat smacking him that had first stirred him from his slumber. This caused adrenaline to pump through him, possibly awakening his limbs some as he shot to his paws. He stumbled around a little before backing away from the three cats around him. Who were these cats? The white tom looked at each of them, two of them seemed to be awake - a golden tom with dark siamese patterns and a calico she-cat. He glanced towards the last sleeping cat. It was a dark brown tabby tom with a white paw. Deep down he felt a little sting of déjà vu.

The white medicine cat soon shook the strange feeling off and left the den without another word. He needed to find a cat that could explain to him what he had done in a den with three strangers. His determined stride faltered to a stop as he saw the camp for the first time. Another unfamiliar scent hit him, and he could sense that something was off. He spotted another tom with a siamese pattern, this one white. He briefly wondered why there were so many strangers in camp, then his eyes landed on Earthquake. Finally a familiar face! He was about to approach the tom, but hesitated as he watched him confront the white siamese cat.

Feeling confused, Snowecho stepped aside from the den he had been in and stood uncertainly at the edge of camp. He was unsure of what he should do, and it seemed like all the cats he knew were either talking to the stranger, or out of camp.

Clearsong | 15 Moons | Warrior | 25/30 | Camp | Mentions: Harepaw, Glade, Earthquake, Pebblesplash

Clearong padded into camp with the moss, setting it down just in front of the entrance so Glade wouldn't see he was helping out. He laid his tail on Harepaw's shoulder. "You can take it from here, I wanna go ask Glade something."

He trotted into camp, and saw Earthquake talking to Glade, no snarling at him. His pelt prickled, Earthquake is going to get hurt! Clearsong pelted forward, "Dont do it Earthquake!" He shouted as he came closer, however before he could make it to the tom, he was barreled over by a familiar gray and black pelt. "Wha-? Pebble? What are you-?"