Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

OOC: I feel Petaldancer should have joined Windclan after Thunderstep/star died, so yes. Thank you, Ebonycloud! :) And here I go.

IC: The sun's golden rays tickled the heather strewn moor as it gentaly awakened the life on the Windclan territory. From overview, the sprawling hills of heather were ever so wonderful. Color splashed upon color as dark hews of lavander played with the friendly golden bluegrass. Blending in to the scenery, a fairly young warrior by the name of Swallowtail sat alone, enjoying the marvalous sight splayed before him. His curious, honey tinted eyes complemented the tom's speckled auburn coat as he stared up at the faint blur of pink that ebeded away to a crystal blue sky. As Swallowtail woke up that morning, a sense of wonder filled his body as he looked across the moors, as he did everyday. Step after step, the young tom curiously manuvered around the sleeping camp and retreated into the darkness of early morning. After hunting for a while, he was greated with this wonderful sight and decided to take the time to enjoy it. Grabbing his catch he set off back to Windclan, casting a last, fleeting glance at the scene.

The ever curt and misleading Fisherclaw stood staring out at the territory, her greeting startled him from his own thoughts. Taking a breath, he gave her his usual look. "Morning, Fisherclaw." Was his curt reply, taking the same tone as she had. "Nice weather we are having today, isn't it?" He gave a light chuckle and swung his head towards her, "But when is it not good?" Sparrowtail spun around and padded across the grounds and dropped the rabbit onto the heaping pile of prey. A gurgle intrupted his thoughts and he nosed around in the pile, grabbing a small mouse. Sparrowtail then proceded over towards and sat down next to Amberleaf.  

OOC: Righty-o! I figure that your character was probably a kit when she decided to rejoin Windclan, perhaps it could be apart of his backstory. He may have wanted to go with her instead of stay in Riverclan, but that is up to you to decide :)

IC:
Amberleaf had been staring off in to the sky, her eyes making pictures of the clouds above her. When Sparrowtail sat down next to her, she nearly jumped out of her fur. A quick chuckle escaped her as she grinned toward the tom, "Good morning." When he name was called she turned to see her aloof cousin give her a greeting as well. Amberleaf couldn't help herself as she jumped to her paws and waved her tail back. "Good morning Fisherclaw!" Where Fisherclaw had taken after Nightfang in her standoffishness, Amberleaf had follow Bearfur's line of good natured, if not empty headed, light heartedness. She grinned again, only half her face really moving up to smile. She couldn't help that she couldn't smile all the way, it was a result of something happening at her birth. Still, she took everything in a light manner.

She admired her younger cousin, happy that she had kin around her age. She admired that Fisherclaw took after their grandmother Nightfang in manner and body. Amberleaf was admittedly jealous of this since she was larger muscled and easily pleased. Still, she did respect Fisherclaw. Amberleaf turned to Sparrowtail and smiled, half of her face anyway, then said, "I saw you return to camp... Sort of... Anyway, did you catch anything? It must have been a cool morning." Amberleaf sat once again after realizing that she had jumped to her feet not to long ago. Her mind seemed to wonder a little to often.

He turned his head ever so slightly away from his prey and licked his dappled muzzle. Sparrowtail gave a handsome, lopsided grin, "It was chilly, yes, but I was greeted by a wonderful picturesqe sight." A chuckle escaped parted lips as he gave a glance at the scene. "Anyways, I should stop dadling.  Yes, I caught two rabbits." He watched her movements and asked, "Is something on your mind, Amberleaf?" Buring the skeleton of the mouse, he shifted his paws around and faced her.  When he was growing up, his mother said he had the tempermant of her father, Thunderstep.  Caring and confident, Swallowtail had become a favored and trusted apprentice.