StormClan Camp

After Redpaw led Swiftpaw to her nest, she smiled with appreciation. "Thank you," She woofed, before curling up in a fluffy cream-and-silver ball.
Swiftpaw had to admit, she seemed like a combination between a fox and a coyote. But she thought tht was unique about her; The fox build, and the coyote coloration.

(Gaaah I hate laptops!!! XU I might also go back on EFA; I'm in a place where the computer doesn't work, and I'm on my older brother's laptop. That happens to be very annoying.)

[Really sorry for not replying sooner!]

Graystar's golden eyes glanced to Blackwidow as the other wolf spoke, hearing what she said. The strange object Lunalight and Lightpaw had found didn't appear to have come from a thunder-stick, or at least a typical thunder-stick, so she decided that it was likely the missing wolves hadn't been hunted. She really hoped so, at least. "I don't think the Twolegs are hunting us at the moment, I do hope that those taken are nearby, however." Graystar started, nodding as she heard what Snowstorm had replied. Perhaps it was true that the taken wolves were nearby? But why would Twolegs move the wolves in the first place? Graystar heard Bane speak up, and Shadowclaw had walked away. The gray-furred leader listened as Bane spoke, his voice similar to that of a mumble; Graystar did manage to hear most of what he had said however. She heard the word 'firearm', and tried to decide what that could have meant; perhaps another Twoleg object. "I really do hope that the Twolegs are kind, and not the ones that have come here previously," she paused as she thought once more of the Twolegs who had come in Newleaf, "however, I'm just not sure why Twolegs would want to interfere with wolves." Graystar said, her voice a murmur at the end of her sentence.

Twistedfoot padded into the camp, glad that she was no longer out in the forest. Besides the threat of Twolegs, she didn't like being around lightning. The dark gray wolf padded towards the Medicine Wolves' Den, shaking out the water from her pelt as she set down the leaf bundles she had brought with her. "I suppose I better put these herbs away." Twistedfoot muttered to herself, using a paw to place the herbs she'd collected back where they belonged. Yawning slightly once she'd finished, Twistedfoot sat down, her amber eyes glancing forward to see if Lightpaw had come back to camp.

Minkpup leapt out of the nursery in a flurry. She bounded around and yelped, "It's falling rivers! Amazing! I love it when it does this! FALLING RIVERS!" She leapt around, nipping at the water droplets. Multiple times had warriors and older wolves explain that the "Falling Rivers" was rain. But Minkpup insisted it was falling tiny rivers, so they learned to shrug it off. "Faaaaallliiinnnng tiiinnnyyy rivvveeeerrrssss!" Minkpup bounded around.
She was this hyper for a reason. Today, she found out that she was 5 moons old. One more moon and she becomes an apprentice. She will get to train! Yay! Minkpup lightened even more at the thought.
Eventually, the rain became harder. Minkpup fled into the shelter of the nursery."The rivers are getting faster and bigger! Oh no!"

Twistedfoot glanced up as she noticed Whitestorm walk over and sit next to her, and she nodded to her friend with a slight smile. "Hey Whitestorm, I suppose it was alright; at least until it started raining. Lightpaw and I managed to find most of the herbs we needed; I actually had almost lost some of the marigold when the wind blew it away." The dark gray wolf said at first. "Being honest, though, I was slightly worried that a fire would start as a result of lightning; even though I haven't seen fire before, the thought of it... I don't know... I suppose it kind of scares me." Twistedfoot added, her voice a quiet murmur so only Whitestorm, and potentially any nearby wolf, could hear her.

Graystar's golden eyes glanced towards the camp entrance as most of the wolves on patrol began to return, and she looked back to Blackwidow as the other wolf spoke. Snowstorm had replied to her questions, and Graystar nodded to show that she agreed. "Feel free to have what you'd like from the fresh-kill pile, and you're welcome to stay in the Warriors' Den if you'd like, as Snowstorm said." She added, looking up at the sky as she noticed the rain. Graystar flicked her ears; she didn't really like rain, as it was sometimes accompanied by lightning and thunder. She heard a rumble of thunder in the distance, though shook her head slightly, trying her best to ignore the rain. Graystar looked back to Blackwidow and Bane as she waited to hear their responses; when they were settled into the camp, she would have to tell Snowstorm what had happened.

The white female slowly looked about the camp site as the rain fell on her coat. The clan was busy with activity as she blinked her eyes wisely. The female knew she was getting older and older by the second. Silktuft looked about the clearing as she wondered what she should do. She wondered where Swiftpaw was, and what she was doing. Honestly, she needed to to get her mind off of the apprentice. Swiftpaw was the bravest and most courageous apprentice she knew, and she knew that she come back to Stormclan to continue her training. Swiftly, she looked about the camp to see Shadowclaw across the clearing. Usually, since he had called her 'mouse-brain' before, she wouldn't ask him to come with her to look from prey... Silktuft slowly walked over to the brute and dipped her head to him. "Greetings, Shadowclaw. Would you want to join me to go hunting?" She stopped, shaking her tail loose.

[Two grumpy wolves together... this should be hilarious. xD]