~WaterClan~ Open to join! Deputy position open!

(Gullpaw is open if anyone wants to roleplay with him.)

Hi)

(Sunsplash and Tigershadow are open)

Shadowkit stood behind Ashstorm nervously, shuffling his paws.

Autumnleaf raced over to Ashstorm and Shadowkit. "Shadowkit, where were you?" She cried as she licked her kit frantically, as if trying to convince herself that he was really there.

((If you want, Featherpaw's open, but she's antisocial.))

((You should, since Featherpaw is so antisocial))

(Sorry for my poof.)

Gullpaw got up. He was shaking less, but he was still spooked from the fox attack. That were the first major injuries he helped with. He absentmindedly walked around the camp, almost running into a few cats.

Gullpaw felt something in his stomach, and it pulled him out of his trance. Instantly he realized, it was hunger! He'd hadn't eaten in a while, and forgot to after the fox attack. He walked torwards the fresh-kill pile and picked out a water vole. He barely even realized Featherpaw was there, and almost knocked into her.

Gullpaw jumped back, not realizing she was there. "S-sorry..." He muttered, and walked on. He sat down and started to chomp down on his food, nervously glancing at her.

Tidepaw was bored. He yawned and poked his sister, who was currently sleeping. She let out a low growl, and he backed away. He looked around for his mentor. Maybe they could do something together. Sighing, he settled down and waited for anything interesting to happen.

Pebbletail lounged in the sun, dreaming of her warrior days. She missed them, but she was also happy being an elder. Not having any real responsibilities, except maintaining the traditions and stories of the Clan. She was happy with the way her life had gone, though she did wish she had chosen a mate in her own clan. It was a young mistake, but she regretted it every day. She loved her kits, but she never got to see her son or his kits, no matter how much she wished it. But she was content, and knew that she would never change her decision. 

Dawnstream saw Tidepaws bored expression and laughed. Her son seemed to be at a loose end. She was bored as well. She had been in camp for ages. She hoped a hunting patrol would be organised. Maybe that would give both her son and her something to do.

( Charries are open for me )

Brindlwing watched as one of the cats padded to their side of the lake. He slipped into the water and swam across. He pulled himself on the bank and stalked her. She was a beautiful spotted white she-cat with ice blue eyes. She sat on a log that stuck out of the beach and into the shallows.
"Hey" He meowed. She leaped up and fell into the water. "I didn't mean to startle you"

"Oh Really.... well that really shows right now because im soaking wet. Why can't you scare cats in your own territory?" The she-cat didn't even act defensive, she just sat there, licking herself dry.

"Im Brindlewing of waterclan" Brindlewing stuck his chest out in pride.

"Wow, fish-face swam all the way here.... for?" The she-cat hissed.

"You..." Brindlewing meowed.

"Fine, Im Thistleberry of Airclan." The she-cat meowed. "I better get going, the moor is pretty easy to see over and if Mothstar sees that me, her sister, is talking to another clan, Then i could get in real trouble." Thistleberry tapped her tail on brindlewings shoulder and sprinted off.

He sulked back into the water and swam across. Tired by the time he got back. He walked to camp.

Referring your other comment, who is your mentor.





And sure

((Just realized I'm an elder...))

Featherpaw bumped into Brindlewing by accident. "s-sorry." she mewed quietly.

((BTW, I pt all lowercase to show how quiet she is.))