A Fine Day //OPEN//

[Rainpelt]

In the heat of the day, Oakfur lay by the fresh kill pile, chewing thoughtfully on a shrew. He didn't have the biggest appetite but he hadn't eaten since last dusk. He nibbled it in small bites, allowing the flavour to soak into his mouth.

He turned a cold cheek to the sun to warm it, his brown pelt was already heated through. With a final gulp he finished the meanger meal feeling full. He twisted his head round to groom his dusty pelt, using long strokes to clean it.

After he gave his paws a final lick he rose to his paws and streched comfortably then gazed around at the lazy Clan.

[Falcon]

Frozenfang finally padded back into the FrostClan camp after a surprisingly hunting trip. Three mice and a sparrow hung limply from his ferocious jaws. He strode proudly through the clearing as if he was the only one in the whole Clan. The white tom nodded slightly as he passed Oakfur, his icey blue eyes glinting. Although he refused to show it, Frozenfang was exhausted. He had been out hunting all day, but found little food for such a long time. Obviously the prey was playing smart and staying hidden, to avoid the sweltering heat. Dropping his catch on the fresh-kill pile, he pawed his way to the bottom to find an older, smaller piece for himself.

[Rainpelt]

Oakfur watched through slated eyes as Frozenfang stalked by with a feirce proudness as he flashed his prize. However there was the slightest of slag in his pawsteps. No wonder thought Oakfur, he must have been out all morning. The tom dropped his prey, then disturbed the rest of the pile as Oakfur blessed StarClan the prey was still running, even though it was Leaf-fall.

He called out to Frozenfang, "Nice catch!"

[Falcon]

Frozenfang felt a small wave of satisfaction About time she mentioned it He thought to himself. The white tom nodded, no sign of a thank you showed. "I would of caught more if it wasn't so hot" Frozenfang muttered. "All of the prey was hiding away."
He took several bites of old sparrow in silence. As if the conversation had already ended. He had always taken the smallest piece of prey for aslong as he could remember, leaving the more appetizing prey for the elders and queens.

[Rainpelt]

Oakfur watched Frozenfang for a few moments, trying to read his expression. This was proud cat, a worthy member of the Clan they both called their own. The two Toms had one thing in common; they both took the smallest of the fresh kill. It was just something that was different from other cats.

They remained in silence and once Frozenfang had finished eating, Oakfur chipped in, "It's been nice weather the past couple of days, huh? Brilliant for Leaf-fall, but I feel like this blessing will end up with some kind of disaster. You don't get something like this without having to pay a price." He halted his talk for a moment, wondering if he should continue with his next idea, "It feels like something is going to happen, an unwanted surprise." He stopped short again, this time deciding to keep his thoughts to himself.

[Falcon]

Frozenfang winced at Oakfur's words. He began to wonder if the tom was talking about him. Him, Nightfrost and the kits. He always knew that the clan had never really thought of them as their own. But after all, the white warrior and Nightfrost were rogues first. An unwanted surprise. He thought. Although Oakfur didn't know it, his words would be haunting Frozenfang for a long time. "There's a price to pay for everything" He muttered darkly, actually putting deep meaning into his words. The icy blue-eyed tom got the feeling that he was probably freaking Oakfur out by now. He tried to change the subject. "Skyfeather's thinking of retiring from her role as deputy soon." Frozenfang mewed. "Who do you think will be chosen next?"

[Rainpelt]

"Who knows?" Excitement rising in his paws. He always liked watching change, "It's up to the Big Star to make the decision." A thought occured to him. He had never considered rising above being a Warrior. He never had the ambition to become Clan Leader. Oakfur decided he would rather stay a loyal Warrior of FrostClan than be a burden laid Leader.
"I wouldn't fancy the job," He mewed, "I like a more peaceful life." It was true; he was perfectly content to lay back and watch other cats take on the responsibility. All he liked to do was hunt and fight for his Clan. That suited him just fine.

[Falcon]

Frozenfang rolled his eyes. That was the problem with most warriors, that was all they wanted to be. Well even though this wasn't originally his clan, he could still become deputy. "I think I might give it a shot" His icy blue eyes glinted again and a wave of excitement surged through him. This was his first chance to rise up within the clan. To make his voice finally heard. But those words still rang at the back of his mind. A price to pay. Frozenfang knew that something was coming, something bad.

[Rainpelt]

"Yeah, yeah you'd be good" Oakfur mewed distractedly. He had turned his attention to the goings on of the Clan. He thought about change, and living with that change. It was what made life worth living. Being there to experiance everything and watch a seed become a tree. Just like that.

But nothing was just simple like that. There was much more mystery and secrets involved. Life was nothing if it didn't include the rising and setting of the sun and the changing of the seasons. It was how it was. Everything changes and thats the end of it. Oakfur was well aware of the changes around him, even things that might not appear to matter. But they do. He murmered mysteriously, "This will definatly be interesting to watch."

[Lightning]

Silencesong opened her icey blue eyes and yawned, brushing her silvery pelt against her brother's dark ginger. He, in responce, growled in protest and opened his dark amber eyes.

'Silencesong! Be careful where you prod.' He grumbled, rolling over to stand up next to his messy nest.
'Sorry Sunstrike.'
The grey she-cat mewed sheepishly, this was not her first time waking her brother up from a snooze.

'S'okay.' The tom murmured as he padded out through the shadowed entrance to the Warriors' den and into the Leafbare sunshine.

'Nice day!' He commented to his sister as she arrived beside him.
Silencesong nodded in reply before bounding over to the small fresh-kill pile and took the smallest morsel she could find.
I'll go hunting right after. She promised herself as she glanced around the sunny clearing for somewhere to sit.

Sunstrike took a paw-step after his sister before spotting his clan-mates Oakfur and Frostfang.
'Hey guys!' He waved his tail in hello before bounding over to the other two warriors.

[Rainpelt]

"Nice to see you finally got up" Oakfur purred in amusement. His deep purr vibrated through his body at the best of times, occasionally being mistaken for a rumbling stomach. He was happier when there were more cats around to talk to.

As his purr died Sunstrike sat down. Oakfur looked at his pelt where he had the tiniest tuft of fur turned up. Likely from his sleep Oakfur thought to himself. "How are you this Sun-high?"

[Lightning]

The ginger warrior nodded once, lifting up his hind leg to give his pelt a thorough scratch, the itching was beginning to get on his nerves.
"Pretty good to be honest." He finally spoke, placing his foot back on The ground. "I haven't slept that well since I was an apprentice."

A leaf crackled nearby and Sunstrike swiveled his head around to see his sister padding over with a mouse dangling from her jaws.
Silencesong dipped her head in hello to Oakfur, careful not to drop her prey, and knelt down next to the fiery ginger tom.

"Want to share?" She asked, nudging the grey mouse with a fore paw.
Sunstrike shook his head. "Nah, I'll eat after I take the midday patrol. Speaking of which-"
His amber eyes flickered over to Frozenfang and Oakfur, the duo chattering like the noisy apprentices.

"Anyone up for it? Fernstripe (Fake Deputy) said I could take whomever."
Frozenfang's eyes showed tiredness, he'd obviously already been up early and done a patrol, thus the ginger tom directed his invitation at Oakfur.

[Rainpelt]

"Sure," Oakfur replied, his eyes on Silencesong, "Better than being lazy like me and lagging around camp all day." He shifted his gaze to Sunstrike, who was itching again. Oakfur frowned, there wern't often ticks in the camp especially when it came to Warriors. He got to his paws and shook each in turn. Then he jerked his head to Sunstrike, silently asking him to follow. Then when he was sure Sunstrike was coming, he started to move towards the medicine den. On the way Oakfur asked him, "Do you want treated for that itch?"