Silentclan RP

[Undercover]

Rowanstreak yawned, her paws heavy from sleep. She blinked a couple times and stood up, peering outside her den at the clearing, dappled in the early rays of sunlight. The female exited her den and emerged in the Main clearing, her fur slightly spikey from her night rest. Finding a spot of sunlight toward the edge of the clearing, the she-cat dipped her head and began washing her chest fur, smoothing down the wild tufts.

[Mystery]

(It feels like forever since I have roleplayed. Sorry if im off, in a way.)



Ratstar yawned, flicking his tail at the first catch of sunlight. The brown tom sat up and yawned yet again, gazing outside his small but comfy den. He skidded outside, halting before making a small turn towards the prey pile. There was barely any sunshine shining through, but that didn't seem to bother anybody. Rat picked out a small thrush and began sinking his teeth into the feaathery flesh, when he decided he wasn't hungry. He put it in his den for later, then left camp for a little peace, hoping his deputy would take place for a while.