Oakenclan
Smokeclaw wakes up in the warriors den. She yawns, revealing her thorn-like teeth and the back of her throat. She stretches, sticking her tail in the air while keeping her head almost against the ground. Straightening, she walks out into the sunlight, blinking against the bright, clear sunlight.

Tidepool
Tidepool had woken up before dawn to get some herbs, and now she returned, putting the herbs away and slipping back out into the sun.

Cloverclan
Stormpaw wakes up, excited to have slept in the warrior's den for the first time. He shakes out his fur and trots outside, squinting at the sudden change in light. He flicks his ears, surverying the camp.

Marshclan
Pinefur stands up stretching and trotting outside. He plans to take Mosspaw hunting today. He licks his wounds in the shade, since he doesn't like bright light in the mornings, and he isn't cold.

Oakenclan
Ashpaw could hardly stand to sleep anylonger, her thoughts of her new clan. She wiggles in her nest hoping her mentor would have a great plan for the day.

Cloudedstar sits on his perch looking over his clan.

Snowfur licks her kitten purring to him. She wanted to talk Tidepool but thought she should wait.

Cloverclan
Blotchtail wakes up feeling much better, his fur smooth now and his strength has com back. He stands stretching.Starclan had visited him that night telling him that he was now leader of the clan. He knew what he had to do as of that point, he needed to talk with his clan.

Dullstar watches no longer remembering she was the leader of the clan only remembering that she was now a queen that was going to have Riverstars kits.

Tribalstripe was up and about, cleaning out the dens or just walking.

Marshclan
Riverstar walks the border of his clan remarking it as his own.

Mosspaw sleeps soundly dreaming of being a warrior.

Whisperwhisker watches the new leader as he makes his way to the leader den.

Oakenclan
Smokeclaw walks over to the apprentice den. "Hey Ashpaw!" she calls down it, wanting the kit to get used to waking up on the earlier side. She found that hunting was at its best at dusk or dawn.

TIdepool trots over to the nursery to check on Snowfur's kit. "Snowfur?" she called softly into the opening of the nursery, not wanting to wake up the mother.

Cloverclan
Stormheart helps Tribalstripe clean out the dens, wishing there were more cats. He had always wanted to be a mentor.

Marshclan
Pinefur doesn't wake up Mosspaw, figuring the kit could use some rest. Instead he rests in the shade, ready to help anyone if they called for his assistance.

Oakenclan
Ashpaw shoots up. "Let's go!" She meows racing out of the den.

Snowfur looks up. "Come in." She meows before cleaning her kit again.

Cloverclan
Blotchtail makes his way to the perch. "May I have your attention?" He meows loud enough so the whole clan could hear.

Tribalstripe looks up at the tom. Was he in charge now?

Dullstar looks up as well. "Is he the new leader? I hope he's a good one, I know Blackstar was a great leader."

Marshclan
Whisperwhisker makes her way back home to her clan seeing the warrior was fine

Oakenclan
Smokeclaw smiles. "Alright, but I have a few rules first. Number one: Do what I say. I'm not trying to be bossy or anything. It's a matter of safety. Number two: Whisper if you talk. That way we don't scare away the prey. Ummm... Oh! And don't leave the territory or go running off on your own," she adds. Ashpaw is her first apprentice, and she doesn't want to mess up, even if she hated giving out rules.

TIdepool pads silently into the den. "How is he doing?" she she asks softly, nodding towards the kit.

Cloverclan
Stormheart trots over to the center of the clearing so he can see and hear the tom better. He stays in the shade though.

Marshclan
Pinefur wonders where Whisperwhisker was, and almost wanted to ask permission to go look for her.

Oakenclan
Ashpaw nods. "Promise! Let's go!" She says a bit excited.

Snowfur nudges her kit. "Fine but I think there is something wrong...."

Cloverclan
Blotchtail sighs. "I am your new leader, Blotchedstar." He meows.

Tribalstripe looks to Stormheart not sure what to think.

Marshclan
Whisperwhisker makes her way back into camp, carrying something in the mouth.

Oakenclan
"Alright, then! Follow me," Somokeclaw said, trotting out into the forest. Since the kit had been living on her own, she decided that she could take her hunting.

TIdepool nuzzles the kit. "What have you noticed?" she asks, hoping it's nothing serious. (Do you want to decided what is wrong with the kit?)

Cloverclan
Stormheart meets Tribalstripe's glance, rather confused at what the cat had just said.

Marshclan
Pinefur sighs in relief when he sees Whisperwhisker return, and he walks over to her. "What happened?" he asked her.

Oakenclan
Ashpaw follows keeping her footsteps light. "What are we hunting?" She meows quietly trying not to scare the game away.

Snowfur sniffs the kit. "I think he has a fever....he doesn't meow as much as most kits should." The she cat meows.

Cloverclan
Blotchedstar looks over the clan. "I know it's a lot to take in but Starclan came to me last night and granted me my nine lives. I promise to do the best for my clan members and to do the best for this clan. Now you can all get on with your daily routines. I will go hunting to give you all the break you need."

Tribalstripe stands, nodding. "Come on Stormheart lets go see if we can find any cats in the territory."

Marshclan
Whisperwhisker puts the small kit down, seeing that Pinestar was not worried about it. "Blotchedtail became Blotchedstar." She meows

Oakenclan
Smokeclaw sniffed the air. "Anything smaller than us really. Hunting has been pretty bad lately," she replies, sniffing around a hole in the ground, but the scent of gopher was now stale. She sighed and continued on through the forest, treading lightly.

Tidepool sniffs the kit, and nudges it gently. "You're right. I'll be right back," she meows, before leaving the den and hurrying over to the medicine den. She picks up the herbs she needs and trots back to the nursery. She slips back in and places them on a rock, using her paw to crush them. She carefully picks up the crushed herbs, and gives them to Snowfur. "Try to feed him these," she instructs gently.

Cloverclan
Stormheart stands as well. "Yes, let's go," he says, turning to leave the center of the clan's territory.

Marshclan
"Who is that?" Pinefur asks gently, gesturing to the kit. He leans down and sniffs it before straightening up.

Oakenclan
Ashpaw follows, sniffing. She stops suddenly. "I smell...rabbit..a big fat one...." She meows listening.

Snowfur nudges her kit to the herbs hoping he will eat them yet he doesn't. "Should I eat them so he gets the herbs through the milk?"

Cloverclan
Blotchedstar climbs down from the perch heading off to hunt.

Tribalstripe leads the way. "We should look at the Twoleg place...we would have a better chance there..."

Marshclan
Whisperwhisker nudges the kit whom sits quietly looking away shy. "I don't know I found him on the way back...he was in the hollow log across the river."

The kit looks up at the tom. "My name is Sage..." The kit looks down again his simese pelt shinning in the light