| Hawkstar | Brookeclan Leader | Brown spotted bengal tom | 30 Moons | Straight | Mentions:[D] Open [ID] None | Location: Camp |

The sky was a mixture of golds and oranges as the sun started to rise. Giving light to the camp below. Many moons have passed since the cats had rebuilt the two clans. Under Starclan’s guidance, the descendants of clan cats passed down their knowledge to the future generation. The days that followed up to today were peaceful, and except for a few small border spats. Everything was at peace.
Hawkstar looked at the empty clan. Soon his clan mates would wake, and the day would begin like normal. He was Brookeclan’s third leader now and had been for more than a few months. But no matter how many days passed the leader by, his role as His clan's leader still felt new. The Bengal tom stretched out lazily, giving his fur a good grooming until more cats awoke. With a heavy sigh, he knew Starclan would not be very happy with his clan. They had lost their deputy to white-cough some moons back, however, Hawkstar had not felt comfortable with the cats presented to him at that time and has not picked any cat since. All he needed was more time, but for now. He would act as a leader and deputy for now.

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Frostwing|Brookeclan Medicine Cat|28 Moons|Heterosexual
Mentions: Hawkstar
Location: Med Cat Den > Camp

Frostwing had been awake since the darkness of the night sky had begun giving way to reds and oranges, moonstone colored eyes fixed on the stars as they faded. Why she had woken up so early, she wasn't sure, but it didn't mean anything in particular, only that she was a bit tired. With a yawn, the pretty she-cat stretched and stepped out of her nest, ears primed to listen for any movement within the camp. It seems all was peaceful, and each cat was still asleep; well, most of them anyway. Her paws carried her the tail length or so to the camp proper, and she poked her head out and glanced around.

Hawkstar was lounging out, but otherwise camp was empty. Frostwing nodded shortly to herself before trotting out towards him, touching her tail to his side in a familiar greeting. "Good morning, Hawstar," she said warmly.

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| Hawkstar | Brookeclan Leader | Brown spotted bengal tom | 30 Moons | Straight | Mentions:[D] Open [ID] None | Location: Camp |

Hawkstar's nose twitched as a soft wind carried the sweet smell of Frostwing to him. He nodded his head in greeting to the she-cat, giving her a smirk as her tail touched his side gently. "Ah, good morning to you as well Frostwing," The tom mewed cooly before turning his head to look at her. He wasn't used to seeing the medicine cat up so early; usually, she was one of the last cats to wake up and start moving around the camp. The leader's blue eyes drifted back to the center of his camp. And for a moment, he closed his eyes and thought of what it might feel like to be seeing Lilystem instead of Frostwing. Quickly, Hawkstar pushed the thought from his mind and cleared his throat. "Why are you awake so early? Usually, it takes the whole clan to get you up and moving." He teased playfully, letting the white she-cat see a rare side of him.

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Heronwing | Warrior | 14 Moons | Female Norwegian Forest Cat Mix | Forest | Crickettail

Heronwing’s larger than average ears twitched as she listened to the outside world. Everything was relatively quiet for the morning, aside from the soft pawsteps that faded in and out of her hearing range. Cricket had dragged her out of her nest to play a rather impromptu game of hide and seek. Not that Heronwing was complaining. She rather enjoyed besting the short she-cat in any activity. Kept the competition alive; for her, anyway. Her whiskers and tail twitch occasionally, trying to push aside feelings of unease as pawsteps gave her visions of imminent failure. She would rather be seeking instead of hiding. Chasing after the short-legged she-cat was always rather fun, especially since she squealed like prey.

Heronwing took in a slow, easy breath as she waited for Crickettail to cry out in frustration. It happened sometimes. Heronwing often got into untouchable places for the stubby-legged cat. Which she would think was cheating… but she didn’t really care. She was tucked into a small overhanging lump of earth with an opening that was almost completely covered by vegetation. The damp, earthy smell coated her nose. It was a comforting scent until it was all she could smell. Her snout wrinkled as the scent clogged her sinuses. How would she smell Cricket now? She released a frustrated huff of hot breath and peeked out, her olive hues sparkling with a challenge.

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Frostwing|Brookeclan Medicine Cat|28 Moons|Heterosexual
Mentions: Hawkstar
Location: Camp

The white she-cat purred in amusement, pausing a moment before laying down near him, her fur just brushing his. "Well, I just thought I'd mix it up a little bit today," she meowed playfully. "Have to keep the clan on their toes." In truth, she didn't know why she had woken so early. But she was glad to spend this time alone with Hawkstar; she always enjoyed spending time with him, but generally there weren't too many chances to get the leader alone. They both had their paws full often enough.

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| Hawkstar | Brookeclan Leader | Brown spotted bengal tom | 30 Moons | Straight | Mentions:[D] Frostwing, Open [ID] None | Location: Camp |

Hawkstar gave a nod to the medicine cat's words. His whiskers twitching as his mind raced with thoughts. He felt her fur brush up against his, which sent a small shock throughout his body. The tom shivered and turned away from the white cat. "It's weird seeing the camp so quiet. But it is nice to have some calm and quiet once in awhile." The Bengal mewed honestly to the younger cat. Hawstar closed his eyes for a moment before turning to face Frostwing. "How is your herb supply? Is there anything you need more of?" Their relationship with Breezeclan wasn't the best at the moment and the last thing Hawkstar wanted was a shortage of supplies. "I could accompany you and help gather them if needed."

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Frostwing|Brookeclan Medicine Cat|28 Moons|Heterosexual
Mentions: Hawkstar
Location: Camp

Frostwing nodded in agreement; there was nothing wrong with the clan being as loud as it was, but some peace was nice every now and again. Hawkstar's shiver did not escape her notice, however, and she shuffled her paws in front of herself a little, feeling a bit self-conscious. Her blue eyes roamed across the border of camp until Hawkstar spoke, when she turned back to him, her eyes meeting his. "Well..." Frostwing tilted her head thoughtfully. "I believe I'm running a tas low on Marigold and Horsetail."

"I... I would love for you to accompany me," she meowed, keeping more of the purr from her voice. "I could use another paw to gather enough, and having a strong warrior with me might come in handy." With that, she rose to her paws, glancing hesitantly back at him. "But only if you want to, of course..." Frostwing would hate to have him come simply because he felt obligated to.

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Nightfeather|brookeclan warrior| 18 moons| long haired black cat| straight | location: camp |mentions: Hawkstar, Frostwing

Nightfeather woke to the sound of a nearby bird chirping and the soft murmurs of some nearby clan members. She stood and softly padded out of her den, stretching lazily as the early morning sun hit her long black fur.She looked around to see if anyone else was awake yet, the clan seemed mostly empty except for the leader Hawkstar. When she saw Hawkstar she started to walk over to ask what he needed her to do today, until she noticed he was speaking with Frostwing. Not wanting to disturb them she wandered over to the fresh kill pile to see if there was something small she could grab while she waited her turn to speak to Hawkstar and set out for the day.

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| Hawkstar | Brookeclan Leader | Brown spotted bengal tom | 30 Moons | Straight | Mentions:[D] Frostwing, Nightfeather, Open [ID] None | Location: Camp |

The large tom got to his paws quickly, happy at the chance to stretch out his paws. Hawkstar gave the she-cat a small smirk before turning towards the sound of pawsteps. It looked like his clanmates were finally starting to rise. his eyes wandered over to the jet black form of Nightfeather as she trotted out of the warrior's den, he always admired the way she carried herself and how loyal she was. "On second thoughts I might send Nightfeather with you. Leaving the camp without a leader or deputy with high tensions between our clan and Breezeclan doesn't seem wise." Hawkstar beckoned the warrior over with his tail, his stare was calm as he spoke to her. "Nightfeather I'd like for you to go with Frostwing to gather some herbs,"
(Sorry it's so crappy guys!)

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Frostwing|Brookeclan Medicine Cat|28 Moons|Heterosexual
Mentions: Hawkstar, Nightfeather
Location: Camp

Frostwing returned Hawkstar's smirk with a small smile of her own, ears swiveling at the sound of pawsteps. Nightseather seemed to be the first one up aside from them, and she gave the other she cat a friendly nod in greeting. But when Hawkstar mentioned she go with instead, the pretty white she-cat felt dissapointment bloom in her chest; which was stupid, she knew. His reasoning made sound sense, and she liked Nightfeather, but... but nothing, she thought firmly. "Yeah, I... I suppose that makes sense, Hawkstar," Frostwing replied, trying to keep the dissapointment from her voice, and not altogether sure she succeeded. "Its just a few things." She added, a little more steadily.

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Nightfeather|brookeclan warrior| 18 moons| long haired black cat| straight | location: camp |mentions: Hawkstar, Frostwing

Nightfeather was slightly startled when she saw Hawkstar beckon her over. She returned the nod to Frostwing as she walked up to her and Hawkstar "Of course, i'd be happy to." she mewed to the large tom in her usual soft voice before turning toward Frostwing for further instruction, hearing the snow white cat's voice falter slightly at the suggestion. She was happy to do what she was asked and normally enjoyed Frostwings company, but today she could tell the she-cat seemed a little disappointed that she was the one tagging along.

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| Hawkstar | Brookeclan Leader | Brown spotted Bengal tom | 30 Moons | Straight | Mentions:[D] Frostwing, Nightfeather, Open [ID] None | Location: Camp |

Hawkstar's eyes narrowed at how disappointed the she-cat sounded. It's not like he didn't want to go with her, but it was just more logical for him to stay here. "Frostw-" The tom began but was cut off when Nightfeather trotted over to him and Frostwing. The larger cat nodded to her words, but still couldn't help but feel bad for not going with the medicine cat. "I'll see you when you two get back" With his final words spoken, Hawkstar sat down and watched as the two she-cats set off.

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Frostwing|Brookeclan Medicine Cat|28 Moons|Heterosexual
Mentions: Hawkstar, Nightfeather
Location: Camp > Territory

Frostwing nodded to Hawkstar before turning away, thoughts running over the herbs they had to gather as she padded towards the entrance. "We're really only low on Marigold and Horsetail right now," she meowed softly to Nightfeather. "So we need to go to the training area, and then near the Twoleg dens..." The medicine cat knew that no one liked to go near the dens, but the feild nearby was the best place to find Marigold consistently.

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Nightfeather|brookeclan warrior| 18 moons| long haired black cat| straight | location: camp |mentions: Frostwing

Nightfeather walked out beside Frostwing, feeling the morning dew start to gather on her paws with every step. "maybe we should go over near the dens first" she suggested. "we could probably get there before the twolegs, or their dogs and kittypets, start waking up." She didn't like the thought of having to go near the twoleg dens, but if she had to she would rather avoid running into any dogs or strange cats. Kittypets didn't scare her but she had heard tell of some rouges nearby lately and they tended to be a bit more trouble.

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Crickettail | Warrior | 15 Moons | American Short-hair Female | Location | Mentions

The she-cat's nose twitched as the scent of her close friend filled her nostrils. She shook her rump out of sheer excitement, allowing her short legs to carry her towards the smell. The scent of Heronwing was dulled by that of dirt and moss, which made Crickettail's search lead to looking in every crevice, hole and mound of earth she saw. Eventually, she spotted a mound that seemed suitable for a cat to fit into. By 'cat' she meant a singular cat, which in turn meant that no matter how hard she tried, she would be unable to reach Heronwing...without injury that is.

"I still don't get how this is fair!" The feline protested, sticking her paws into the cat's suspected hiding place. "I have short legs! This isn't fair! Even if we could both fit in there, I'm sure I wouldn't be able to reach you, which doesn't have any logical reasoning behind it but reasoning is thrown out the window in any games I participate in it seems!" At this point, Crickettail quieted down, something she did only rarely, and paced away from the mound. Once she was sure her paw-steps could no longer be heard, she turned and sprinted back towards the hidey hole, leaping into it.

"I won! I won! I found you! And tagged you! 1 to 658! Look out Legs, Crickettail is back in business baby!" Though she was fully aware of the lack of business she had been in before, it doesn't have the same ring to it if you say that you are a first-timer in the business world, hoping your new business doesn't crash and burn before you live on the streets to beg for tuna.

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