Harepaw~13 Moons~Apprentice~18/18~Makeshift camp~Mentions: Glade (ID), Sunstar(ID), Willowstar (ID), Olivekit(ID), Lionkit(ID), Maplekit(ID), *OPEN*

Blossomheart~22 moons~Warrior~30/30~Makeshift camp~Mentions: WIllowstar (ID), Sunstar(ID), Olivekit(ID), Lionkit(ID), Maplekit(ID), *OPEN*

Softsong | 16 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Aldershade, Open!

Softsong felt nervous about being in the camp, sure he had come back a few days ago, but he still felt like most of his clanmates hated him for disappearing on them during the reign of Glade. Once he had been found by Aldershade and Rainpaw in addition to Wolfpaw, he had insisted on hunting for both of them. He had used his newly found skills in the tunnels and driven out a rabbit for the warrior and apprentice to share. When he had returned to camp and seen Glade's actions and the hunger and pain he had caused, he felt guiltily happy for not having been there during the hardships. He had volunteered for all the hunting patrols to make up for his absence, and had spent an entire night with Snowecho, who now insisted on being called Snowstorm. He was surprised to learn that his older brother had no recollection of the rest of the high ranking cats. Oh well, as long as he knew who he was.

The black and white tom was snuggled up close to Aldershade in the warrior's den that morning. He opened his eyes after shifting in his den and nudged at him. "Time to wake up." He purred softly. He leaned over to his fellow warrior and gave his head a lick. "My fur's all tangled from sleep, so someone needs to help me detangle it." He said, getting up and stretching out, his tail curling over his back.

Snowecho | 28 Moons | Medicine Cat | 30/30 | Clan Territory | Mentions: Open!

Snowstorm had been awake for a while by the time he heard the noises of his clanmates waking. He had already been out of camp to see the situation of the herb patches. They were of course covered in snow, so he hoped they had enough herbs to last leaf-bare. He briefly recalled the herbs he had seen in twolegplace, and guessed he could always go there to fetch them if someone got greencough. He was now sorting through the herbs in his store, and had come to terms with the other cat who claimed to be a medicine cat. Horsetail seemed to know herbs as well as himself, so it was probably fine. Feeling satisfied with his sorting, he decided to go out to stretch his legs and get some fresh air.

Horsetail|Co Medicine Cat|24 Moons Old|Health: 30/30|Mentions Directly: OPEN|Mentions Indirectly: Snowecho, Icepaw, Sunstar|Location: Camp

Horsetail lifted his head up from his nest, he heard voices from outside. Had he overslept? Horsetail made to stand up, but his legs gave way. He felt exhausted, letting out a grunt, the sand colored tabby tom placed his head on the side of his nest. His golden eyes drifted around the medicine cat den, it was a bit colder now in the den, then it had been in the past days. All of the injured cats had left, now it was only Snowecho, Icepaw, and Horsetail himself. They needed another medicine cat apprentice, the tom thought for the utmost time in the past days.
Letting out a sigh, the golden eyed tom pushed himself up. Shaking out his fur, the tom turned his golden eyes to the opening of the den. It was white outside, snow had fallen over night and some small flakes were still falling. Horsetail's thin coat fluffed up and he shook himself, do to his thin coat of fur, the tom was not a fan of the cold. Looking around again, he saw that Snowecho was out already. A shadow crossed the tom's golden eyes, the fluffy white tom had not seemed to remember Horsetail as of yet. Over the past days, the sand colored tom had not found a good time to talk to any of the other ranked cats. What had happened in Starclan? Maybe he could talk with Sunstar, before....
Horsetail could not finish his thoughts though, as the golden leader called for a clan meeting. Not really up to sitting in the snow, Horsetail walked away from his nest and sat down just inside of the medicine cat den. Here he could hear anything the leader would say and see quite well too, but still stay nice and out of the cold white.



Lionkit|Kit|3 Moons Old|Health: 5/5|Mentions Directly: Maplekit, Olivekit|Mentions Indirectly: |Location: Camp

Lionkit grumbled and pushed with his paws, against Maplekit. "Leave me lone", the fluffy kit mumbled. Cracking one of his blue eyes open, the kit looked up at his sister throwing a moss ball at Olivekit. Why was Olivekit so happy? Oh ya, today would probably be the day she'd become an apprentice. Lionkit let out a yawn, as he lifted his head up. His ear twitched, as the noise from outside drifted into the nursery. Why was everyone up so early? Can't they sleep for a bit longer.
Sitting up, his blue eyes drifted over the his sister. Since she was still so close, he might as well. Reaching over, Lionkit battered Maplekit over the ear. It was not hard, but would definitely get her attention. "You're right, let's play. Not in here though, let's go outside", Lionkit said, suddenly his paws were tingling with excitement, as he noticed the white outside. He'd never seen that stuff before, it seemed inviting though, he wanted to go and play in it. Jumping up, the fluffy kit rushed out, pushing passed Olivekit as he did so.

Rainpaw | 13 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 |Camp | Mentions: Stripecloud

Rainpaw padded toward center camp, shaking herself to rid any snowflakes from her fluffy fur. Leaning into a long stretch, Rainpaw felt her muscles let go of any stiffness from the cold night as she looked around her. She sat down, smoothing her fur as she looked around herself.

The camp floor was covered in a thin layer of icy snow, just melting in the early morning sunlight. On the trees, snow rested as well, being disturbed by crows landing in them, cawing to eachother. The sky was a pale blue, white color, snowflakes calmly, softly drifting their way down to meet the earth.

Rainpaw's breath billowed out in front of her as she watched Willowstar and Sunstar make their way out of their den and up the highrock. She watched with an intruiged tilt of her head. Rumor had it that she'd finally become a warrior with the rest of her apprentice friends as well as a new apprentice named. Had it happened a moon ago, Rainpaw would have joyfully skidded around camp, exclaiming that the day had finally arrived.

In that short, one month span, Rainpaw had become more attentive. She took in small details with little interest and reacted without concern or care. She felt like she was drifting along in an empty space. It kind of scared her. Rainpaw didn't know if this was what maturity felt like, or something had happened that messed with the cycle.

Rainpaw's tail tip went numb.

Jumping, she flicked her tail a few times to warm it back up, making a mental note not to get lost in her thoughts in this weather. She looked around once more, and trotted toward the warrior den. Poking her head inside, she noticed the sleeping mound of Stripecloud, she prodded him with her nose.

"Wake up, you sleepy badger! You're not about to miss my ceremony, are you?" Rainpaw teased, letting out a melodramatic huff as Stripecloud stirred.

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

Clearsong barely slept.

His dreams were plagued by black mist and the scent of the she-cat that had caused him so much trouble. She kept swiping at his face, laughing as she reopened the wound, allowing it to scar, watching the blood drop down his nose. Clearsong tried to run, he tried to make it stop, but her cackling never left him.

Clearsong slipped out of his den while the snow fell, feeling the cold snow sting the fresh wound on his face. The night was dark and his fur felt like it had frosted from snow trying to melt. His face was hot, it burned. He shoved his nose into the snow, when he lifted his muzzle, a red patch remained, panic flaired in his chest.

"If you wish to be like me, you must look like me. Strike fear into those who know us."

Clearsong growled, kicking the snow so the red skittered and dispersed, eventually blending into the white and disappearing. "Leave me alone." He grumbled, before padding back into the warrior's den and curling up beside another sleeping mound.

Clearsong padded into the open clearing once again, slipping around the perimeter to the elder's den. He laid outside, beside the den and warily watched the camp wake. He drifted in and out of attention until he saw his uncle pad out. Pebblesplash was the only immediate member of his family that didn't know about Glade's relationship to herself. Clearsong let out a tired sigh, once again, she'd feel betrayed. At least he stopped bleeding again, however the wound still stung.

Harepaw~13 Moons~Apprentice~18/18~Makeshift camp~Mentions: Clearsong, *OPEN*

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

Clearsong felt a twinge of guilt as he pushed his sister's feelings away, she wouldn't listen to him even if he managed to convince her to hear him out. His ear twitched as Clearsong heard a cat approaching. He looked over and stared for a while before realizing he was looking at his friend, Harepaw. He looked at his paws, wrapping his feathery tail around them as she spoke.

When she had finished, Clearsong stayed quiet. More guilt washed over him, he had worried her too. He shook his head, looking away before murmuring something just loud enough for her to hear. "It's not your fault. She won't leave me alone." His voice shook, anger and grief filled his vague words. He looked at Harepaw out of the corner of his eye, and moved closer to where she sat, he could see she was uncomfortable with where he was before.

Clearsong kept his head turned away, she'd think him crazy. He didn't know the brown tabby would react to the wound that had never healed on his face or his use of a pronoun. "I'm sorry. I don't- I'm sorry."

Harepaw~13 Moons~Apprentice~18/18~Makeshift camp~Mentions: Clearsong, *OPEN*

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

Clearsong began to relax from Harepaw's warmth, taking in a deep, shaky breath, he turned to look at Harepaw. His heart skipped as he saw the concern in her eyes, "She's there. Always watching." Clearsong's voice shook as he spoke, it was hushed, in a hurry, he didn't want to know if Slateleaf was listening. "I don't know how she got there, or even why. She tells me she's there to protect me, that she'll keep me safe, but she haunts my dreams. She laughs and torments me and tells me its fine, I- I don't know how to escape her." Clearsong's heart raced from fear and adrenaline. He hadn't told anyone, and here he was spilling it all, it didn't even take much persuasion. "I know she's real! I wake up with the same wound reopened each night, and each night she tells me its all to be more like her. All to be more like Slateleaf!" His voice became shrill when he said her name, he could smell his fear scent in waves and he shivered, not just from the cold.

Harepaw~13 Moons~Apprentice~18/18~Camp~Mentions: Clearsong, *OPEN*

Stripecloud|16 moons|30/30|Warrior|Camp|Mentions: Rainpaw

Stripecloud was having a peaceful dream. That was until Rainpaw prodded him awake. He groaned letting out a yawn. "I'm up I'm up. There's gonna be a ceremony today?" He shivered, his short fur never provided much warmth. Stripecloud stood up letting out a small sneeze. "Your gonna become a warrior?" Stripecloud thought for a moment. He had been a warrior for almost three moons now. Boy how time flew. He walked out of the den. He froze when he saw the snow blanketing the ground. The tom stepped back into the den not wanting to touch it. He hated snow. A snowflake fell on his nose. 'Great, a warrior afraid of snow.' He thought his eyes focusing on the snowflake as it melted on his nose. He shook the water and walked out of the den. "It's cold!" He yelped.



Hawkpaw|14 Moons|Apprerentice|Camp|Mentions:

Hawkpaw had his tail wrapped around his nose. He opened his eyes and looked around. He shrugged yawning. At least he wasn't all alone in the den. He stood up and stretched out his paws. Hawkpaw walked out of the den. He saw snow on the ground. Hawkpaw licked his paw and let out a yawn. The tom blinked feeling the snowfall on his brown pelt.

Snowecho | 28 Moons | Medicine Cat | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Mumblepaw, Hawkpaw, Open!

Snowstorm had settled just at the camp entrance and was grooming his fur. He almost blended in with the snow surrounding him. If only he had been a warrior, he would have been an excellent hunter in the snow. Well, he still remembered some of his training. He briefly amused himself with the thought of hunting, perhaps he could bring Softsong out along with Aldershade. Or maybe he should bring Mumblepaw, he had not talked to the young tom in what seemed like several moons. He noticed Sunstar and Willowstar leap onto the highrock. A meeting? He still struggled to remember their names and recognise them as his leaders, but as he had accepted Horsetail as medicine cat, he accepted them as his leaders. It seemed like they were chatting, so that gave him some time to get his plans for the actual day sorted.

The medicine cat quickly hurried to the apprentice den, almost barreling into Hawkpaw as he exited. "Oh, sorry." He meowed, feeling a little embarrassed. He then poked his head into the den. He had not seen Mumblepaw out and about yet, so assumed the apprentice was still in. "Hey, Mumblepaw!" He called, hoping to get the young tom's attention. "Come outside, I want to talk to you for a bit." He mewed, stepping back a little to give him some space to exit the apprentice den. He gave it another glance and decided quietly that they had too many full-grown cats residing there, so he hoped dearly that this meeting was to give some cats their warrior names. He glanced to the nursery and noticed Olivekit with two young calico kits. He saw how excited she seemed and smiled a little. He was almost painfully aware that she was to be an apprentice, and quietly hoped that Softsong would get his first apprentice. Of course other cat would be a fine mentor for her.

Mumblepaw | 14 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Snowecho

Mumblepaw's ear flicked, hearing a familiar voice calling him to come outside. "Snowecho...?" He meowed tiredly, lifting his head and turning it towards the entrance of the apprentice den. Mumblepaw could see the snow outside, he was barely able to make out Snowecho. The apprentice groaned, he didn't like leaf-bare. The weather was too cold for the tom's liking, his fur was made for the water, not for the snow. Snowecho's waiting for me though.. He reminded himself and forced himself to get out of his nest. Mumblepaw headed out of the apprentice den and looked at Snowecho. His body shivered from the cold. He felt terrible, he was sure he looked terrible too. His fur was ruffled, his neck was hunched due to a cramp, and he was still half-asleep. "What? What could possibly be so important? What in Starclan's name could you want from me Snowecho? Is it the herbs? I didn't take them so... mmm.." He mumbled tiredly, barely able to keep his eyes open. He was definitely more grouchier than usual.. but he did just wake up.