Mistpool | She-cat | Warrior
The sleek, grey-coated she-cat flicked her ear to the sounds of the camp coming to life again. The shuffling of her clanmates was a recognizable indicator that it was time to rose for the morning patrol. Slowly, Mistpool blinked her her light green eyes open to see the dimmed sun beginning to peak into the den, despite the grey clouds rolling across the sky. She gave a small stretch, extending her front paws and flexing her long, black claws out, ensuring to avoid coming in contact with those sleeping next to her in order to avoid a rude awakening. Mistpool rose to her paws slowly, careful to ensure that she did not step on any of her clanmates as she left the den. She winced slightly as she stepped into the morning sun, her eyes adjusting to the change in brightness. Mistpool glanced around camp before shaking her pelt off to rid of what was left of her bedding that clung to her fur. The slender she-cat then padded toward the fresh-kill pile, searching for something to eat to regain some of her energy prior to the patrol. It had been a few moons since her father, Hawkstrike had passed, and now she had no family left in Thunderclan. The weight of the day only since heavier since Owlstar's passing, the loss of a great leader impacted the entire clan environment, Mistpool was sure this energy would last a few days. The warrior then padded to a shaded area of the camp with a small mouse, settling down to begin eating, while watching the rest of the camp come to life.
OOC: This is my first intro post, i'm still getting used to traditional RP, so I apologize if I missed anything important! I wrote this as a generally open/neutral post for anyone who's interested in interacting!