RiverClan Camp

[Night Witch the Third]

This is the main roleplay area for RiverClan. The camp is on a small island between streams.  

[Night Witch the Third]

Hawkstar slowly opened her eyes and let out a huge yawn. Her dreams had unsettled her and she had a hard time staying asleep at night. Ever since the disaster that had wiped out most of the clans, she had been cautious about danger. It was hard rebuilding the clan, but it was slowly becoming strong again.
She rose from her nest and stretched, before padding out into the main area of the camp. Life was going on as normal it seemed. RiverClan would be strong again, she knew.
She looked around for her deputy, Spottedpelt. With so few warriors, they were going to have to improvise how the patrols were conducted for a while. Perhaps she should call a meeting now?
Looking around, she bounded over to the large rock where she sat during meetings.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here for a clan meeting!" she called out.  

[BarnOwl6-5]

Snakepaw had started heading for the fresh kill pile when he heard his leader's call. He let out an annoyed sigh. He was hungry! He hoped the meeting wouldn't last very long!
Then a thought occurred to him. Maybe Hawkstar was going to make him a warrior! He was obviously an amazing fighter! Sure, he was only a few moons into his training, but he was so amazing, she could obviously see he was ready to be a warrior.  

[Stride of Pride]

Spottedpelt smoothly came out of the warrior's den and went to the front of the crowd. He stared up at Hawkstar with adoring eyes. Oh how he longed to make her his! He wondered what their important leader had to say. Should he have asked before she made the announcement?  

[Night Witch the Third]

"Cats of RiverClan, it's been a hard leaf-bare," Hawkstar began when the clan had settled down. "A strange sickness left every clan weak and barely surviving. We don't have enough warriors and apprentices for patrols, so we're going to have to get creative. Until further notice, patrols are now going to have to be both border patrol and hunting patrol."  

[BarnOwl6-5]

Snakepaw let out a huff of annoyance that he wasn't going to be made a warrior after all. He wondered what Spottedpelt would have to say about this new arrangement. It was hard enough doing one type of patrol, let alone trying to do both!  

[Night Witch the Third]

Hawkstar waited for the murmurs to die down before continuing.
"Unfortunately, none of the kits are old enough to be made apprentices," she said. "But to help move along with the training of the apprentices, I shall be assessing them myself and will help with the training." She looked down at her clan with sadness in her eyes. "The sickness was especially bad for RiverClan," she mewed softly. "Unless we can somehow get more warriors, I don't know what we'll do."
She let out a sigh.
"This meeting is over," she announced before leaping down and padding towards her den.  

[Brooke Stream]

Rainstorm watched her leader go with a sad look. She could still remember the sickness wiping out half the clan, including her own mate. She still missed him.
She was glad Hawkstar wouldn't be insisting that her kits start training before they were ready. It was true that RiverClan needed more warriors. She just hoped StarClan could bring them a solution.