Rainy Day (Open)

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: Just playing around with my character, Rainpuddle, because I have nothing better to do.

No, it is not raining. The title refers more to Rainpuddle's name, not the weather. Sorry if I mislead you.

Do these clans have the same mythology as the book clans?

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OOC: This is a flashback/dream sequence! Why? Cause I feel like it!

The camp was consumed in battle; Sunsetclanners and rogues fighting left and right, and the sand stained with blood.

Rainpuddle wheeled around, desperately looking for her mate. She saw a flash of dark brown fur; her mate was fighting like all of Lionclan, against a tom that looked a lot like him. Rainpuddle joined him, fighting off the rogue.

Just then, a familiar golden tom pounced on her mate.

"Father, no!" Rainpuddle screamed, pulling her father off of her mate. Her father lashed out, his claws raking her face...

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Rainpuddle woke with a start. She was in Sunsetclan's warrior den, but her mind was moons upon moons in the past.

The scar on the bridge of her nose itched; she pawed at it, letting the memory slip to the back of her mind.

She padded out of the den, towards the fresh-kill pile. It was small, but Rainpuddle needed to eat.

I'll have to go hunting later. She though, picking out a small frog.

She found a sunny spot in the clearing, and sat down to eat...

[Reailtin]

SPOTTEDPAW
x - kit - apprentice - x

The multicoloured she-cat lay curled around herself in a small moss den pushed up against her den mates - her tail flicked by her nose, her paws twitching slightly as if she were hunting prey in her dream. The even breathing of the sleeping cat began to quicken slightly before she shot up into a sitting position. 'Fox dung.' she thought, missing her prey which a miscalculation of timing, her tail flicking in annoyance at her failure in her dream, she stood up slowly with her eyes scanning the den as she planned her exit without waking the other cats.

Pulling herself through the den entrance, the warmth of the sun hitting her pelt making a soft purr of appreciation rise in her chest as she sat down and began to smooth her thick pelt with quick licks, lifting her paw and quickly running it behind her small ears. Quickly putting her paw down at the sight of a warrior leaving her nest, her whiskers twitched with curiosity as her ears perked listening for any indication as to why the warrior was leaving when the camp was so quiet, 'Surely patrols haven't been sent out yet.'.

With a small grunt of regret as she padded away from the sunlit area, hoping the warrior had chosen somewhere just as warm as she made her way over, her head held high, the tip of her tail twitching with curiosity. As she drew closer, she recognized the warrior as Rainpuddle, "Good morning." she mewed cheerfully, her voice full of life as she sat down, coiling her tail around her legs. "What brings you out so early?" her head tilted as she asked the question, trying to ignore the scent of the frog that made her stomach rumble and her mouth water, but she had to hunt for the elders and queens first before she dared touch the fresh kill pile, unless she was told to by her mentor.

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: Rainpouddle is not trying to get Spottedpaw in trouble, she is just trying to be nice. Just letting you know.

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"Good morning." a young voice mewed. "What brings you out so early?"

Rainpuddle looked over at Spottedpaw. She had seen the apprentice around camp, but the two had never really met.

"I just woke up early, is all." Rainpuddle sighed. She could hear Spottedpaw's stomach.

"It's Spottedpaw, right?" Rainpuddle asked. "Would you like to finish off this frog? I don't think I'll be able finish it, and you sound hungrier than me. Besides, training is easier with something in your stomach."