"Patience! You first have to learn to be one with the woods before you can make a kill!" Dogwood purrs. "But you are a fast learner so you may get to hunt tomorrow at the earliest." The pink and white cat bounds into the den. "And look here finally came!" She says when she sees the new kit.

jaw drop, wide eyes as sylvia sniffs them, curious "they smell like weird water!"

Red Clay is a colony of burrowing rodents, that have ram horns or goat horns, and bat wings. They have spins all over their bodies that make them hard to eat. They come in all colors and have different patterns. Nibbles is red like clay, and Tulip is yellow.

Name: Nibbles
Gender: male
Age: 1 human years
Rank: leader
Colony: Red Clay
Mate: not at the moment
Little ones: nope
Siblings: Tulip , Rosebridge(dead), March (dead)
Interests: digging, swimming, sweet grass


Name: Tulip
Gender: female
Age: 1 human year
Rank: med mouse
Colony: Red Clay
Mate: Apple
Little ones: nope
Interests: climbing, flying, clovers


Name: Apples
Gender: male
Age: 2 human years
Rank: look out
Colony: Red Clay
Mate: Tulip
Little ones: nope
Interests: apples, ash trees, spring
(Draw pic later)

Bluejay's eye narrow. "Careful she is fragile." The queen cuddles around her kit. "Now shoo."

she jumps and scurries away, hiding behind dog wood, the queen scares Sylvia

Dogwood playfully spats Sylivia. "Come on then we must go to sleep." She climbs the her perch which happens to be the highest. "Good night." She cuddles down into a bed if cotton wood leaves.

Leafs bed was the second highest. "Night." He sleeps on a bed of pine needles.

Oak and Bluejay sleep in the nursery on a bed of lambs ears ( a soft plant leaf.)

Sylvia curls up nearby one the ground, in the hallow of the tree, sleeping on fresh upturned dirt.

Rosalee makes her way toward a small indent in the den wall and curls into it. This should keep her warm, since her fur isn't long or thick.

(Okay, thank you, Hawk. :3)

Typhoon flies up to a cave nearest to the skylight where he could look out and see the whole open area of the cave. He lays down, folds his wings, and closes his brave, scouting blue eyes. There he goes to sleep, warm in the moonlight.

Boundary nestles into a crack in the cave, he curles up and heats his flames just enough for the night's comfort. Soon the sun was above the horizon and flooding the valley with it's beams. Boundary, after a long rest, stretched and ran out of the cave into the woods.

(are my things accepted?)