Pebbleclaw exited his den, growling as he hit his head on the way out of the make-shift hole in the ground they called a den. His clan bad been recently attacked and forced to move far away, and they never really settled in anywhere. He wondered how long it would take for them to leave this place. It was nothing like the wonderful home they once had- there had been lots of trees, and many many bushes. The hollybush was the most common, and as such his clan had been named. At least, that's what the elders told him. He looked around the hastily made camp, and sighed. His clan was depleted, and all the elders were gone. He spotted the dawn patrol coming back in, jaws empty of any prey. He knew that they protected borders rather than hunted but he had hoped... His belly growled and he lay down by the small fresh-kill pile.

Skypaw slowly nosed her way out of the Medicine cat den, still unused to any ground that was not in the nursery. However, the tiny, blind kitten was learning her way bit by bit, having just been newly apprenticed. She raised her head and scented the air, detecting that a patrol was returning. She also could detect that no fresh-kill was brought with them and her belly gave a very small grumble of disapproval. Skypaw sighed softly and padded forward a few steps, feeling a sad pang fill her as she realized just how empty the camp was. She had only been a very tiny kit when the clan was attacked but she had heard what had happened from older apprentices and warriors and it saddened her every time to think about what they had lost.

Cougarheart trudged sadly behind the returning patrol. They had caught two maybe three mouses, but not enough to feed the entire clan. No they hadn't been at that point in several days. The cats who had caught the meal put it in the fresh kill pile and then they disbanded. Some went to try and ignore the stabbing pains in their stomach, others went to check on their siblings. Speaking of siblings.... Cougarheart looked around trying to catch sight of his sister. She was probably up to no good trying to get into trouble. He went to the clearing and laid down. He was tired. It had been a long journey and he had been nothing more than an apprentice at the time. He laid down watching the cats going around their daily business. His eyes on the watch for anything out of the ordinary.

DewSplash whipped her tail back and forth watching the cats going around doing their business. She leapt down from her hiding spot and stretched out. She had been watching them assessing their weaknesses for quite a while. She saw her brother enter the clearing and lay down on the opposite side. She let out a little huff. Perfect Cougarheart. Why can't you be more like Cougarheart? It was the question that she knew was repeated behind her back everyday. She looked around the clearing and saw :PebbleClaw, not an all bad looking tom, than she saw the little foxdung Skypaw. She didn't know why she didn't like Skypaw there was just something about her that was too......good.

Pebbleclaw nodded at Couagarheart.
"Hello. How was the patrol?' he asked politely. "How long until we leave, do you reckon?" He added, knowing full well that the clan couldn't stay in a dusty, unprotected moor like tis. They needed forests, bushes... prey.

Puddleheart stretched in her makeshift nest, she twisted her head and heard it crack, letting out a purr of relief as it did, she got up from it and walked out into the emerging sunlight, the gleam of the large ball of sun warming her blue fur, she went to stand beside her newly appointed apprentice, for a cat with such vision problems she certainly got around better than she would ever expect. Puddleheart smiled, and then the instant was gone, and the cold harsh reality returned, Puddleheart remembered the dire straits the clan was in and put on a face more suited to such hardships. As she made her way over to her den she happened upon the returning patrol, prey-less, newsless and hopeless, never a good combination. Puddleheart finally made her way to the cave and bumped Skypaw as she did, "You're up early" was all she said, all the while thinking to herself that, while perhaps there is little good to the clan's current situation, there was the idea that the experience would forge Skypaw in to one hell of a medicine cat.

Sparrowstar carefully climbed out of the rabbit-hole that was her newest den. Growling as dry earth fell into her eyes, thoughts wirring, she clambered out and streached her back properly. Her den was so tiny, and it made for a bad den. She doubted they would stay here for long

Just let them rest Her brother Leapstep had told her. He was right, but she could tell her clan was getting nervous.

Skypaw turned her sightless blue eyes in the direction of Puddleheart, her mentors scent and the sound of her pawsteps having reached the young cat before the Medicine cat did. The young apprentice shrugged her tiny shoulders, ears pricking at the sounds coming from the other side of the camp. It appeared that Sparrowstar and exited her den. "I woke up early and couldn't go back to sleep so I decided to get up." She mewed, turning her attention back to her mentor.

"I don't know, hopefully soon. We aren't used to hunting out on the moorland. We're forest cats," Cougarheart said a desperate look in his eyes. He was worried for his clan, but he knew he was no where are worried as SparrowStar. Cougarheart bent his head down watching warely the workings of the camp. There was Skypaw and Puddleheart talking about each other. He looked over at Pebbleheart. They were hungry no one had been truly full for days.

Pebbleclaw nodded.
"And those blasted rabbits are too lean to give us anything to get on by, really." He pointed out. "And we can defiantly fly to catch the birds" He added sarcastically, sighing at the same time.

Leapstep exited 'camp', merry as a singing robin, and walked around the empty moor, and tripped in a rabbit hole. He cursed his luck, and continued on, not really hurt. He stopped some lengths away from camp and sat in peace, away from all the upset, nervous, and whispering cats. No one was really happy, but he figured that if he kept himself happy, others would too.

Sparrowstar headed towards the medicine cat den, wishing to speak with her Medicine cat. Perhaps Puddleheart would have some Insight?

Leapstep looked up and observed the starlings that sometimes swooped down and pulled back up before they came into claws reach.

"Fair enough" Puddleheart mewed at the small cat next to her, laying down next to her apprentice and watching as the camp moved, but its movements were different than she was used to, more the movements she had become accustomed to, slow, filled with sadness, but there remained the hint of the famous Hollyclan hope, she watched from outside her 'den', as Sparrowstar approached, looking nervous. "Bet your next mouse he's got a question for me?" Puddleheart jokingly said in the direction of her apprentice.

As Sparrowstar approached, her tail twitched nervously and she sighed. She lay stood infront of the medicine cat, thoughtful.
"Can I talk with you please?" She asked. "I need some help with something... I guess you've properly guesswed what about, but still..."

Skypaw's whiskers twitched in amusement as her mentor was right about their leader needing to talk to her. The small apprentice guessed that the two cats would want to have their discussion in private so the blind cat turned her sightless gaze in Puddleheart's direction. "I'll go see if there are any herbs I can find." She mewed, dipped her head in Sparrowstar's direction before padding away, using her nose to guide her across the camp to the entrance.

(Note: all elders are dead, you could say she was off to collect herbs/eat etc.)

Sparrowstar nodded, and turned to puddleheart.
"I'm worried that the clan will disband" she said quietly, flicking her tail towards the moors. "Walk and talk?"

(My previous post has been edited ^^)

Skypaw slowly padded from the camp, nose raised into the air as she tried to scent the surrounding areas for herbs. She felt a small prickle of annoyance at her blindness but she squished it. It could have been a whole lot worse and she should be thankful for what she had. She flicked her tail and continued on her way, making her way slowly over the ground as she tried find herbs.

Leapstep was sitting on a hill, enjoying the peace. His ears twitched when he heard footsteps. Turning around, he saw Skypaw.

(Sorry hehe ^_^)

Skypaw's nose twitched when the scent of Hollyclan breezed by her. As she walked closer to was able to detect that it was Leapstep. She paused beside him, dipping her head in greeting.

Leapstep smiled
"hello Skypaw. How are you?" he asked politely. "Any good herb stores around here?"

Skypaw plopped down next to him, shaking her head sadly. "Not that I can scent anyway." The blind apprentice answered, sightless eyes gazing up at the sky. "Leapstep? Will we ever be able to go back home?" She asked softly. She had been little when the camp had been attacked but she still missed their home.

Leapstep sighed.
"Our clan has ventured away from that nightmare of soot and rouges for two seasons, Skypaw- I doubt that we will be welcomed back, that there will be food, and that we can mange to get there without our numbers falling so low, we may as well disband and become rouges. No, I believe we'll keep on going until we find the right new home for us... however long that may be."