For :iconSongs-of-the-Beach:'s rp.
Goldenberry padded towards camp, a fresh breeze of DawnClan scent greeted her, as she began to hear the bustling of camp.
Howlsun sat near the camp entrance, eating a shrew. He surveyed the camp for any apprentices or even young warriors who were causing trouble, or perhaps any lost souls looking for a job to do. He kept his watchful green eyes open, but swivelled his ears around and twitched his nose as he smelled something... Duskclan?
He stood up, obligated to stay put. Risestar was in her den, not wanting to be disturbed and Goldenberry had been frequently missing so he could not go and investigate nor ask for help.
He crept closer to the camp entrance, leaving a half eaten shrew where he had sat. Goldenberry began to approach camp, stepping out of a bush, her whiskers lifting, and her eyes lighting up at the sight of the deputy.``Howlsun! Thank StarClan it was you I found first!`` She'd put the two kits from her jaws to talk with him, after appro