[CANCELED]

As dawn broke over the camp, Ashtuft stirred in his nest, his vision blurry for a moment as he pulled himself out of his dreams. That's the last time I eat right before going to sleep. He thought. It had definitely been a weird dream, everything had been coated in red light, but no matter how hard he had tried, he hadn't been able to find out what had happened. The clan had appeared normal from what he had seen. Stretching he padded over to the den entrance, sitting just inside the medicine cat's den as he turned his attention upwards to look at the sky, as if expecting to find his answers there.

From within the warrior's den, Lionfang blinked himself awake, his gaze lingering on the den entrance over the sleeping forms of some of his clanmates. Part of him wanted to get up, but he was afraid of stepping on someone with his larger form, and it wasn't like he could apologize to a half asleep cat if he did.

Not too far in front of him was Flipshade, her flanks rising and falling slowly, indicating she was still very much asleep. On the far side of the den were Greystream and Turtlefrost, the two having come in long after the moon had cleared the trees last night. With as gullible as Greystream was, it might be a bit concerning that Turtlefrost was who the other was spending time with.

Lionfang shook his head slightly to clear it before finally getting to his paws, slowly starting to make his way out of the warriors den.

Lionfang blinked, grateful for Whitestep's offer. After watching the deputy's path, he slowly and carefully copied it, letting out a sigh of relief when he joined the other's side. Dipping his head low in thanks, he shifted on his paws slightly before looking around the camp, wondering if there was something Whitestep or Rootstar needed him to do. Looking back at the deputy, he tilted his head curiously, silently asking if there was something he was needing done at the moment.

Lionfang nodded at Whitestep's question, showing his agreement before turning towards the apprentice den. Spotting Rootstar, up above, he lowered his head slightly in respect before continuing on his way to the apprentice den.

As Sorreltuft passed by her, Emberflower lifted her head as well, blinking sleep from her eyes. For a moment, she was uncertain what time it was, tempted to go back to sleep as well, but after looking around the den and seeing that Lionfang had gotten up at this point as well, she forced herself to her paws, stretching to the edge of her nest to try and loosen up a bit, before padding out after the other she-cat.

In the apprentice den, Webpaw and Cloudpaw were sleeping at opposite ends of the den, each cat claiming one side of the wall. Why they were choosing to be separate rather than sleep together was anyone's guess, though Webpaw had his back turned to Cloudpaw, almost as if he were trying to ignore his fellow denmate.

Lionfang reached the apprentice den and poked his head inside. For a couple of heartbeats, he looked stood there, looking into the den before realizing that both apprentices were still fast asleep. Flattening his ears, he turned his head slightly, looking from one to the other, not really wanting to wake either cat up, but also not wanting to disappoint Whitestep after the deputy had asked him to take one of the apprentices. He was so focused on this minor dilemma that he didn't notice said deputy approach.

Emberflower gave her fur a shake once she reached the den entrance, blinking as the now rising sun was starting to warm the ravine. Padding over to Sorreltuft, she dipped her head slightly in greeting. "Morning, Sorreltuft." She said lightly as she sat near the other she-cat.

Whitestep smiled at Lionfang. "If you don't want to wake them up, then you may bring a fellow warrior, or go on your own. It is up to you."

Lionfang's ears flattened, against his skull, though before he could even think to formulate a response, he spotted Rootstar, dipping his head low in respectful greeting to the leader.

"I'm well. Had a dream last night that I was clawing a badger to shreds. Think that'll be the last time I eat before falling asleep for a while." Emberflower purred in amusement before reaching up and giving a paw a few licks and drawing it over her face. "How about you, Sorreltuft? How are you this lovely day?"

StarClan has blessed us with this lovely day. I'm sure that dream was simply that. Just a dream. Ashtuft thought, lowering his head to look around the camp. It seemed some of the others had started to wake as well, spotting the leader and deputy outside the apprentice den as well as a few other warriors out and about. Letting out a soft purr, he turned and ducked back into his den to check on the still-meager supply of herbs. He was still new to actually gathering them to store, so he wanted to be sure nothing was starting to rot already.