Camp Clearing

*Badgerstar pads in, glancing around the camp before heading towards the freshkill pile and taking out a small mouse, purring softly as he sits down by his den, taking a small bite out of it.*

GhostSoul sits down in the clearing and looks around waiting. His ears perked, aware of his surroundings.

Frogpaw: -Pads up. Is cheerful- Whose my mentor?

Frogpaw: Hello Breezeleaf

PoppyStar padded into the camp. She hoped she didnt appear as tresspassing. "I Need To Speak With BadgerStar, Immediatly."

Frogpaw- Ok -Calls loudly- BADGERSTAR!!

*Badgerstar pokes his head out of his den as soon as he scented the strange cat. He walked up to her, his fur fluffed up suspiciously.* Poppystar. *He flattens his ears*

"We need to discuss something. In your den if that's alright."

She dips her head. "Breezeleaf.." She Murmered In Greeting.

*He narrowed his eyes and nodded* Alright. *He turned to Breezeleaf and Frogpaw* Could you two go out and search the territory for trespassers? *He glanced over at Poppystar, then padded into his den*

She followed him.

*Badgerstar pads out of the den, looking around* Breezeleaf. I'd like you to bring your apprentice to Rainclan territory. you'll be meeting another patrol at the border, and you'll find the gathering area. I'd like you to report to me after you finish.

Dustwing padded into camp, her dark brown tabby fur shining. She sat down with a small mouse, wrapping her fluffy tail around her paws. After taking a bite, she layed down, her honey-colored underbelly now hidden from sight. Dustwing's twin sister, Featherfall, padded into camp shortly after. The two she-cat's looked almost identical, except that Featherfall had black tabby markings instead of brown ones. And while Dustwing's eyes were big and bright green, Featherfall's were crystal blue. The sisters layed together and began to eat. Shortly after, a large tom entered the camp. His fur was snowy white, and bold ginger patched adorned his sleek pelt. His eyes were striking gold. Featherfall dipped her head in greeting. "Hello, Redsplash." The tom nodded to her with a small smile. "Hullo Featherfall." He dipped his head to the other she cat. "Dustwing."

she padded in carefully, hoping she didnt seem like she was trespassing)

she gave her shoulder one last lick, then padded through the camp entrance)