Dawnshadow shook her head, "No I havent seen him at all," she replied to Articstar.

Cloudfeather shrugged, "maybe hes still in the warriors den." she suggested, with a yawn, "i was up all night hunting, I might jsut head there for an early morning nap."

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Brushfire sighed and finally sat up in his nest, hsi fur was messy but he didnt mind. He knew the sun was already halfway risen, and decided he might as well get a start on his day. He looked at the nest beside his, "morning Blazefeather." he said with his usual smirk. His saphire blue eyes were still lazy with sleep and he yawned loudly.

 ((Adding some drama to this RolePlay))

ShadowTail- I padded through the forest on sentry duty. Nothing seemed out of place, the forest was alive with activity. The squirrels in the trees, the vole's and mice underfoot. I leaped into a large tree and relaxed. This was my home, my vice. The mid morning sun shone through the canopy and landed on my pelt making the silver shine. I stared down at the silver on my chest. P*censored*ed down to me from my grandfather SilverStar. Recently it's been whispers that he's back. I wondered if the rumors where true. If so what did he want? What was his purpose? I scanned the area from my aerial perch. Nothing. Time to report back to ArticStar, he was probably looking for me.I climbed back down the tree, and started to walk back to camp. On my way back I noticed a large pigeon pecking through the brush. I decided to take it back to camp. Silently stalking, I crouched low, belly to ground. Inch by inch, I got closer and closer to the bird. It spotted me and tried to take off. With an impressive leap I caught it mid-flight by it's wing and slammed it to the ground.  I placed on paw on it's back so it wouldn't move and bit down hard on it's neck, breaking it with a swift bite. I picked it up with a soft mouth and carried it back to the clan. On my way back I noticed something flash out of the side of my eye, something silver and it was moving fast. I jumped into a bush with my catch my fur standing on end. What the hell was that? Then I saw it. A slender Tom, slinking along around our territory. He was deep silver, so silver he seemed black. He didn't seem familiar. Wasn't apart of WaterClan, he didn't smell like them. A rouge then, what did want? What was his business here? I thought about confronting him but thought otherwise at the fact he might not be alone. I started to crawl backwards out of the bush,my foot snapped a small twig and he turned his head toward me. His eyes piercing. They seemed so familiar to me...like I knew who this cat was. I stared back caught in a trance only did I snap out of it  when I realized he was coming toward me. I sprinted off toward the camp in a rush, my head spinning. What was going on and who was that cat? When I arrived at camp I saw ArticStar, Dawnshadow and Cloudstar at the fresh kill pile. I placed the Pigeon on top and sat in front of ArticStar my ears laid back in worry. "Leader I have news from my patrol" My breath uneven.

Blazefeather padded over to the fresh-kill pile, tired from the long day's hard work. She spotted Brushfire quietly eating ner her favorite tree stump. She nervously reached out for a squirrel, then walked over towards him.

"H- hi Brushfire. Mind if I- mind if I sit here?" she asked. her voice wavering.