[center] [b][color=9e0039]Sorrelmask[/color][/b]

Sorrelmask took note of Ashfall's quiet demeanor and instead of making another comment, he simply nodded and sat himself down to wash his ears. The last thing he wanted to do was step on his Clanmates' toes. The brindled tom looked up and chuckled in amusement as the young apprentice bolted up to join them, skidding to a halt just in time to avoid crashing into him.
[b][color=9e0039]"Woah there, Frostpaw! Settle down, any cat would think it was your first day out of the nursery!"[/color][/b] of course, she hadn't been an apprentice long so that was perhaps an excuse for her boundless energy but Sorrelmask did think it was necessary to gently encourage the young she-cat to tone it down a little. [b][color=9e0039]"Well, let's go get started shall we?"[/color][/b] he mewed, heading for the tunnel that would take them above ground. [b][color=9e0039]"The sooner we start, the sooner we'll have it finished and be back in our nests!"[/color][/b]

[b][color=00a99d]Frogshade[/color][/b]

Frogshade's whiskers twitched in amusement and she stifled a purr of laughter. [b][color=00a99d]"Or maybe you need to check your moss first instead of just plopping it down in there and sleeping on it straight away!"[/color][/b] she teased her mentor, arching her back in a stretch before padding out into the main cavern to get something from the fresh-kill pile as Iceheart suggested. [b][color=00a99d]"I can check it for you later on, while you're busy with some of the other herbs, if you want."[/color][/b] she offered.

[color=92278f][b]Darkshadow[/b][/color]

Darkshadow grunted softly in response, hauling himself out of his nest and skittering quickly past his disgruntled leader to follow after Whiteclaw and Lionshine. Glancing over his shoulder as if to check they were out of her hearing range, he then leaned over to mutter into Whiteclaw's ear. [b][color=92278f]"Don't worry about her, Whiteclaw. She's always in a bad mood lately, and you know she's just a bully."[/color][/b] the two littermates had never gotten along, and it seemed Cinderstar's newfound leadership position had done nothing to soften the blows, verbal or physical, that she often inflicted on Darkshadow and any other cat that was unfortunate enough to get in the way during any of their confrontations. Mostly, Darkshadow just sat there, ears pinned back, and tolerated it, following any orders she gave him. Less cats got hurt that way, for one, and for another he was an awfully timid cat in reality.
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