[center][h2][u][color=c4df9b]Tabbyfur[/color][/u][/h2][/center]

The sun slowly made its way into the Warrior's den, and burried itself into the tabby pelt of the sleeping warrior, arousing her from rest. She shut her eyes even tighter and continued to stay curled in a little soft ball of fur. But the morning's cold breeze swept through the den, and Tabbyfur was succumbed to awake herself. With an exhausted huff, she pulled herself away from the warm comforts of her nest and stood up in the den. Before spending a moment to groom her fur and pull out scraps of moss from her pelt, she padded nimbly out into the ThunderClan's camp clearing. 

The rising sun left a mild - but pleasant feel in the clearing. Tabbyfur's bright green eyes scanned the camp. She could see her leader, talking in a somewhat jokingly way to Ravencoat and Gingerflame, before the deputy picked himself up and seemed to sulkily drag himself into the Medicine cat den. Looking away from the Tom, she turned her attention back to Hawkstar and Gingerflame. She sincerely admired Gingerflame - and her leader, of course. Being a more experienced warrior, she found that Gingerflame's stubborn attitude made her a stronger warrior than most. Tabbyfur shook her head, dazed in thought. 

Quietly making her way through the clearing, Tabbyfur poked her head round the Apprentice's den, and narrowed her eyes in an attempt to spot Snowpaw. She pulled her head out and looked stumped for a second, before realising her apprentice was in the clearing, looking somewhat shaken. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she padded up to her apprentice. [color=c4df9b]"Err.. Heya.."[/color] She greeted awkwardly. [color=c4df9b]"Are you okay? You seem pretty shaken up.."[/color] And she placed herself next to Snowpaw.