RiverClan
gender: Female
status: offline
OOC Name: theAfanc
Rank: Elder
Mate: None
Mentor/Apprentice: None
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Post by Brightspirit on Jun 1, 2016 10:22:54 GMT -7
Brightspirit had grown quite fond of her den in the six months since her move. It was kept far warmer then any of the others for fear that the Elder's would complain too much about their joints. Although she had yet to have those health issues befall on her, she could remember all too well the cold nights spent in the leaders den of Leaf-bares past. This new space, which was lined with moss and bracken to keep int he warmth of the sun was a magical combination that helped to keep the complaints down.
Brightspirit stretched a bit and scratched a rather annoying place behind her right ear. She had had a rather decent sleep despite the snoring of her denmate. But she was ready to head out today; perhaps get in a hunt during the sun's high points. The grey tabby slipped out of the warm den and an instant shiver ran down her spine once she was no longer under the protection of the moss covered Elder's home. But she persevered and continued out into the camp.
A glance around the clearing found a few clanmates sitting next to eachother. She dipped her head to them and went to grab a small piece of prey out of the pile before padding over too them. Ex-leader or not, no one would harp on an elder for eating first thing in the morning. She dropped the small fish at her paws and dipped her head once more to the cats before her. "Good morning, friends. How goes your mornings?" With that, she settled down onto the cold ground and fluffed her short fur up to give as much protection against the ground and wind as possible before taking a bite out of her fish.
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RiverClan
gender: Male
status: offline
OOC Name: Ruby
Rank: Warrior
Mate: Rippleshadow
Mentor/Apprentice: Darkstep, Icepaw
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Post by Saltstone on Jun 16, 2016 10:37:42 GMT -7
Saltstone padded into the camp, a small catch in his mouth. He hadn't been on a hunting patrol but couldn't sleep last night, so he took an early stroll. There was a larger minnow swimming near the bank, and either by instinct or opportunity, he slapped it out of the water. This was a good plenty full time of year but every bit of prey was worth something. He was about to head to the fresh kill pile but spotted Brightspirit emerging from the elders den to speak with some other warriors. Saltstone lifted his tail happily and padded over with the minnow, just catching her last mewl. "Good morning." he answered before the other cats "Brightspirit, would you like some fresh kill?" He purred setting down his fish and curling his tail over his paws. Saltstone always liked older cats. Having been a little patronized as an apprentice by the cat's his own age. They were much more accepting and frankly interesting to talk to.
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