(Sorry was gone...)

She looked over her shoulder seeing sparrow paw in her sight "hi sparrow paw" she said with a smile

MurkClan
Sparrowpaw murrowed and his ears perked up at the deputy approaching, "Silverfeather! Can i help Thornheart with herb collecting today? I promise I'll get it done with the elders den as well!" he jumped side to side on his paws with excitement.

BlizzardClan
Mossslip quickly gathered up her herbs and shook her head, nimbly dodging around Morningsong. She'd always been a little shy and not talkative.

Shatteredmoon finished the sparrow and stood up she decided to go ask the deputy if she could organize a hinting patrol

"Of course you can, it's always good to help the medicine cat, but you should probably go help the elders first, just to make sure you have enough time to do both" Silverfeather told him firmly, but kindly.

"Hey sliverfeather"she said running towards the Deputy...."Can you organize a hunting patrol...the ile is getting a little low"

"Of course... though me and my apprentice just went hunting, so it shouldn't be that low..." Silverfeather shrugged. "Anyways, I'll get right on that" She said, walking off

(Question: When should warm kit be born?)

(Soon, my friend. Soon.... When she accepts Ember, Flare, and Glowing, the other three. If you want to rp any of them, you can. Ember is the fierce one who will go to Wild. Flare is just shy and stutters and nice, and Glowing has that... Wisdom, where she will go to Blizzard)

BlizzardClan: Owlstar asked her deputy to organize a patrol, and a few of the long haired cats went off. Then she sat down with a small mouse and just watched.

MurkClan: Goldendust groomed herself, and purred in contentment when she gazed at her swollen stomach. The queen snuggled up in the moss of the nursery, happy with the stretch she got in.

WildClan: Windfall tried to fall asleep despite the time of day, hoping for a dream. That was her gift. She had a strong bond with StarClan, and could see a strong future. And had figured out that it was hard to change it, but possible. It had been moons since she had seen something, and was relived when she entered a dream....

Crumblestar was standing next to her, and she stood up, though conscious that her real form was still curled on the moss. "Windfall. Come with me. I must show you this." His pelt rippled with stars as they walked through the clearing, a look in the past, as Fallenstar was not atop the rock. Everything else around them was frozen though. On the way, he spoke. "Do not be harsh on Fallenstar. He is misguided, but not bad." Then the ground turned to mud. Green moved beneath it. Windfall was sinking into the mud, and suddenly the medicine cat fell through it. It was all black and she was falling through the air. The Stars grew fainter. Then with a splash, she landed in the bogs. The ground clung to her. Yellow eyes glinted malevolently in the shadows and just above the water. They were not the eyes of cats though. What were they? "Great beasts come from the swamps. Beware." The bog shoved her out and she landed on her moss bed with a jolt. "MurkClan."

(Gotcha. Warm will probably be a little ball of happy and optimism)

(Did Morningsong just order a patrol? oWo guys plz don't play my cat)

Blizzardclan~
Morningsong padded over to where Owlstar lay. "For some reason, I have a real bad feeling about something. Something's coming, I think. The air seems thick with tension." She hooked a mouse with a claw and started nibbling on it. "Then again, I could be wrong..."

Murkclan~
Thornheart looked at the energetic Sparrowpaw and huffed again. "Come along, apprentice." She flicked her tail and headed out the camp entrance.

Wildclan~
Voidpaw suddenly was swamped by the feeling of many emotions, especially anger and violence from around him. He shivered. Maybe he was going crazy, he thought. Better visit the medicine cat. "Uh, Fallenstar, Lunarpaw, I don't feel so well so... Uh... I'm going to the medicine cat den real fast..." without waiting for their answer, he bounded to the medicine cat den, fighting the feelings of rage that swirled against his pelt. "Windfall! Windfall!" He planted, skidding into the den. "I think something is wrong with me!"

(@sc0ut, could u tell me what the prophecy means? I have a medicine cat in Murkclan)