Get off your butts everyone.

Smokeglaze looked around camp, his over active mind wiring around, thinking about all the stuff he could do at the moment, but he couldn't pick out one he really wanted to do. Hoping somecat would come along, he too a seat, but his stail still bounced around.

Snowpool slipped from the shadows and sat down beside Smokeglaze. "Hello." she mewed. Her eyes shone brightly in the dark, her silver pelt easily seen, but she had ways she made up for that. "I caught a few frogs today, would you like to share one?" she mewed, she was very friendly, but in battle, fierce. Just like any Shadowclan cat.

Snakepelt sat in the shadows. He let out a deep growl, then, muscles tensed, launched himself forward. He tackled Snowpool and pinned her by the shoulders, then with a laugh, stepped off.
"You have to be ready, always! You'll get killed if you aren't always alert!" he hissed.

Snowpool wasn't surprised at all, flinging the warrior off. "No way! I may be one of the smallest cats in Shadowclan, let alone fewest of she she-cats, but I am still as good as any of you!" she hissed. Tackling Snakepelt, she put her Hindpaws on his belly, and her forepaws on his shoulders, keeping most of her weight balanced on her forepaws.

Smokeglaze glanced at the other cats awkwardly. "I'm good." He muttered getting to his feet he grabbed something of his own form the pile. Picking out a crow, he sat away from the awkward two cats, his tail still flickering.

Snakepelt smiled in a cruel, sly way, then curled up his hind paws. All his strength was packed into his hind legs. He waited. Five minutes passed. Then his legs shot out, strait into Snowpelt's stomach. He watched as she flew off of him, and he smiled, although not impressed with his strength.
He could do far worse to a cat.

The deputy, Brownclaw, stepped into the clearing his fur gleaming it was so clean. He padded over to the warriors "Hello everyone" the tom greeted.

Acornstar sat over by his den like a derp.
|D
Don't judge me.

Snowpool jumped off of the tom and raced over to Acornstar and greeted him warmly.

Acornstar looked up at Snowpool as she approached, his bright blue eyes gleaming as he smiled at the warrior. "Hi!" the small leader meowed happily, tossing over the half of a squirrel he had been eating. "Want it?" he asked her. "I don't want prey to go to waste."
Acornstar tensed at the thought of what would happen if the Clan had no more prey. Just pieces of half-eaten squirrels and other animals rotting in their territory.
That'll never happen to my Clan...

Snowpool nodded. "Sure!" She spoke, her eyes bright and cheery. After finishing the squirrel, she walked over and sat beside their leader. They were about the same height, but Snowpool looked smaller. She looked at him, and asked, "Where did you find that Squirrel? I haven't seen one in moons." she mewed, a cold chill ran up her spine. Why can't we just be in our dens right now? she thought. Her eyes went from Cheery to Dreamy just like that. She looked up at the sky with gleaming eyes.

"Well, I was on a patrol..." Acornstar began, "and as I walked by the thunderpath, a squirrel passed into our territory and went over to a tree." Acornstar started to lick his paw. "So I started to hunt, and caught it."

Snowpool smiled. "Well, it was yummy." she purred,