ShadowClan/Roleplay

Duskstar woke slowly, tired eyes blinking as he found his way into consciousness. He realized he was alone, his mate having awoken already. Yawning and stretching as he rose to his paws, he padded out of his den and onto Highrock. Another cat stood there, her wide eyes unblinking as she surveyed the camp. Duskstar fell in beside his mate, resting his tail on her back and licking her cheek. "Good morning, love. Did you sleep well?" Quailheart nodded. "Yeah, I'm up early because Mikey said last night that he wanted to talk to me in the morning. I'm gonna go see what's up with him." With a quick dip of her head, she leaped off the Highrock, disappearing eventually into the warriors' den, leaving Duskstar to take a glance at camp. It was early - not many cats were awake, and the dawn patrol was just returning. He sighed, retreating back into his den to wait for his mate. 22:16, June 22, 2015 (UTC)

Crimsonwing stirred from her soft nest. The feisty deputy growled prior to yawning. Dawn light had broken through the den. She had missed the morning patrol. --Nachtide

Shadowclaw padded pack into camp along with the dawn patrol. He hated being woken up for the early patrols, but what could he do? At least he got to sleep for a while after, right? Seemed good to him. He padded up to his mate, Mintflower, who was sitting by the fresh kill pile, a mouse in her jaws. 23:53, 06/23/2015

Duskstar, having given up on speaking to Quailheart anytime soon - he knew that when she and Lightningclaw talked, they talked for what felt like seasons - decided to go see what the rest of the Clan was up to. He glanced over at the fresh-kill pile, noticing one of his senior warriors, Shadowclaw, and the tom's mate, Mintflower. "Morning, Shadowclaw. How was the dawn patrol?" 02:21, June 24, 2015 (UTC)