[wickedvirtues]

Marblepaw yawned, her tail swaying behind her. She entered the camp as cold Leaf-Bare winds hit her in the face as she spat some fur out of her mouth. Her sister, Cinderpaw laughed and nuzzled her face. "Silly" the older apprentice chuckled. Marblepaw rolled her eyes, walking to the fresh kill pile. She saw Cloudbillow and Inkstep sharing a vole, choosing a squirrel herself. The pile was stacked high with multiple types of prey, good enough for the majority of Leaf-Bare. Marblepaw was glad, her warrior ceremony would be any day now, after Covestar and Lynxscar were recovered from a sickness that spread through camp. Coonstripe told her both felt somewhat better, so it had to be sometime soon. Cinderpaw, who was 13 moons, would've been one had it not been for her sprained paw. It was still injured, but not as badly, so Marblepaw figured she'd also be made one soon. Taking a bite of her fresh kill, Marblepaw smiled. Everything was perfect today.