No, no one is in Rainclan.
Limit of characters is 3, so, feel free.
Thanks Sutton!
I didn't notice! XD
-Tornear-
The she-cat glanced back at her apprentice, expectance in her eyes. "Well done, Opalpaw. I'm proud of you, you're dismissed." Tornear slunk back to her den, a smile across her face-from her apprentice's wise work. It was nearing meal-time, and Tornear was hungry. Walking to the fresh-kill pile, she picked out a plump thrush. She lay down when in her den, plucking the small birds feathers.
The misty air loomed over the clearing, the dim moonlight shining through the slits in her den wall.
Once finished her meal, she discarded the rest. The chilly air pierced her long, calico colored fur. Herbs were needed, and the she-cat suggested her and Opalpaw to go out with a patrol. Only to assure, if an attack occurred, they would be back up by experienced warriors. Beech leaves were needed, as willow bark a second resort, was also running low. The rays from the moonlight, lit up the dark den, the beautiful blue light fraying through the slits.
-Liontuft-
"Well, I suppose so. I haven't seen any two-legs around there lately." He knew there were quite a few mice at that warehouse. It seemed to be abandoned, or at least they didn't bother to put those mice traps down. The empty structure was used to store many things, mostly old furniture, logs and fishing rods. They had dirt roads leading up to it, but these were roads less traveled, no threat. The warehouse had disturbed Liontuft, as no one knew if there were two-legs there. He hoped to see an empty room, and no dangerous two-legs. Although the adventure was not long, and it was a nice journey for the whole group.
