Waiting... [Open...]

[Yagami]

The sun blazed down into the Windclan camp, turning the yellow heather golden. The Windclan Deputy, Badgerclaw, trotted out of the Warriors' Den. He stared up at the sun. It had been intencely hot this GreenLeaf, but, then again, what GreenLeaf isn't? Badgerclaw looked around, trotting up to the Hills in the clearing. He laid down, head held high. His large, badger like body sticking out like a deer in the Moor. He sighed, waiting for the late GreenLeaf rains to come. At least the Prey is high... He thought, shaking his head to ward off the buzzing flies.

[NeatleSting]

[[Everything just comes down]]
{{It falls around me}}

The sun sat strong in the blue greenleaf sky. The soft whitness of scattered clouds brushed its glowing rim, floating past witht he gental breeze. Heather and grass rustled weakly in the wind, there blades brushing together with a soft swooshing noise. the smell of wild flowers blew in the breeze, the soft scent weaved its way around a tom's muzzle. The at sat tall in the grass, his tawny pelt hidden in the long brush, looking closer you would see jet black stripes slashing across his back. Slim fading rings wove up her limbs. Thistlesting closed his wide green eyes.

The windclanner watched the sky, wondering if starclan watched during the day. Could they still see him? The tom held a special place in his clan. Wondering about starclan was his job, he didn't have to leap to his paws to catch the scrawny rabbits flying across the grasslands.The medicine cat look around himself, how large the world was. How bleak it was. ThistleSting flatened his ears against his skull. How very bleak. The tiny cat shuddered, opening his pale eyes again. Why did the world suddenly seem black? The sun's light was fading, loosing its warming quality. Everything grew cold.

The sudden sound of paw steps shocked Thistlesting from his depressed state. The runt's head whipped around, eyes locking on a rather large tom. Badgerclaw. The deputy flopped down on his belly, staring blankly across the moor. Thistlesting flicked his ears. Maybe he should go say hello? It seemed the polite thing to do. The golden tom stood, weaving his way threw clumps of braken, moving towards the badger like deputy. "Badgerclaw?" the small medicine cat called, his head tipping back so he could peer over the high grass. "why are you out here?" he mewed, comming closer to Badgerclaw. why was the deputy out here/ didn't her have warriors to order about?

[Yagami]

Badgerclaw blinked when the Medicine Cat came up to him. He turned his rather large head. "Hello, Thistlesting." He mewed, dipping his head politely. "I'm out here because all the cats are sleeping, and I thought I'd let them get a little more rest before I have to start bossing them around." He flicked his ears around, listening to any sound that may indicate a warrior or apprentice waking up. The large Deputy sighed, gazing up to the sun.

OOC: And... We don't have any warriors! xD

[NeatleSting]

[[Everything just comes down]]
{{It falls around me}}

ThistleSting padded around, badgerclaw, settling down on his haunches. The tawny tom blinked, turning to watch the sun rise. The heather glowed softly in the light. Thistlesting yawned. why was it already so hot? It was smothering, his pelt was on fire. " Its to early in greenleaf for it to be this hot" he muttered, his emerald eyes somewhat cross. Thistlesting dipped his head to acknowledge the deputy's greating.

I'm out here because all the cats are sleeping, and I thought I'd let them get a little more rest before I have to start bossing them around.

Thistlesting rolled his eyes. Badgerclaw even thought he bossed others around. The exwarrior understood, a deput was in charge. Badgerclaw had almost as much power as the leader, that had to be a heavy stone on his shoulders. "The moor is very nice in the morning. You can almost see silverpelt before it hides behind the clouds " he mewed, nodding towards the soft sparkel of the brave stars that remained twinkling in the sky.

[Yagami]

"Yes you can..." Badgerclaw mewed, his tail flicking about. He gazed up at the sky, then at the Medicine cat. "How has the herbs been holding up?" The large Deputy asked, his ears pricked. His ears flicked some more, knocking away more flies. His pelt burned from the sun, but the slight breeze helped.
Badgerclaw shifted his position, gazing out over the Dens. I wonder when everyone will be waking up? He shook his head, looking back over to the Sky.