Cinderleaf made her way into camp, smoky pelt damp from her recent swim. She loved swimming and hunting in the streams and lakes that inhabited her homeland. She usually had Blizzardstorm join her but the sun had been to much for the albino tom. "Blizzardstorm!" She purred in a soft greeting. The albino tom looked up from his shelter, a small shade of leaves. "Cinderleaf," the medicine cat greeted back softly, although not as energetically. My name is Lord Voldemort 16:35, April 17, 2017 (UTC)
Covestar, as a new leader, didn't have the highest expectations by his clanmates. Lakestar had died just the day before, so this was Covestar's first day. Thankfully, the Clan enjoyed him. With his goofy and playful nature, he was a perfect picture of BayClan's attitude: relaxed and happy. They cared nothing for pointless banter, they only cared about each other and their generation-long traditions. Pondsong blinked in surprise as Covestar zipped past her along the shore, soaking her coat with water as he moved past. She huffed, but couldn't help but to smirk in amusement.
The leader raced along, laughing joyfully to himself as he moved along. How he loved his Clan and the water!! When he was young, his mother had sworn that he was a fish with fur, not a feline. The tabby tom leaped into the churning water, feeling the strong tide tug at his fur. He'd have to advise the warriors and queens to keep a close eye on the apprentices and kits, the current was strong. It could easily sweep away a cat who wasn't strong enough to fight it.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 00:26, April 19, 2017 (UTC)
Cinderleaf gave a small, light laugh before she finally grew serious. She had, along with a majority of the Clan, had been hit by the passing of their former leader, Lakestar. The smoky gray she-cat had been cleaning out the nursery when she had heard the news. Tragic and sad, the Clan had to go on. She turned her attention back to Blizzardstorm, the albino medicine cat now holding a bundle of herbs in his paws. "I hear Covestar's back." The tabby she-cat said.
Blizzardstorm nodded. "Yes, he returned earlier this morning. I did a small check on him to make sure he wasn't harmed while away." He said quietly. Cinderleaf nodded. My name is Lord Voldemort 14:49, April 19, 2017 (UTC)
Pondsong gave a vigorous shake of her pelt, freeing herself of the few unwanted droplets of water. Naturally, she enjoyed water, but she didn't like being splashed unless she wanted to be. Quickening her pace, the smoke she-cat approached her swimming leader, cocking her head curiously. "How's the tide, Covestar? Should I head back and warn the apprentices?" She called to the eager leader, who quickly looked over at her surprise. With a wide grin, he squealed back at her in a jolly manner.
"Why don't you hop in the water and find our for yourself, Pondsong?!" The warrior had to admit, she found Coverstar's eager and almost kit-like nature to be perfectly fitting. BayClan wasn't about other Clan-life, they weren't about being serious and up-tight. They were the famed happy and relaxed Clan, and Covestar emitted that attitude perfectly.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 01:33, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Cinderleaf nodded. "Where is he now?" She questioned. Blizzardstorm gave his friend and exaggerated eye roll before answering. "I assume he's out on a patrol." The albino answered. Cinderleaf gave a nod. She should probably be out there bettering her relationship with the new leader. As deputy it was her job to have a functioning relationship with him. My name is Lord Voldemort 13:55, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Pondsong shook her head slowly. "No thank you, Covestar. I'm not quite ready to swim yet." She replied softly before turning and marching off. Eleven moons old...great StarClan, he was young for a leader, but BayClan always had young leaders. But maybe not quite that young...At least their deputy, Cinderleaf, was nearing thirty moons, so she had much more experience to guide the goofy leader. Covestar, before he left, had announced that his deputy would be one who was nearing their thirieth moon for experience's sake. The older, the better. But he'd pick no-one younger.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 20:33, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Cinderleaf made her way out of camp, hopeful that she could join Covestar. Heck, maybe he wanted to help better their relationship as peers maybe even friends. As she strode onward she caught the scent of another. Pondsong, a warrior. A very respected one at that. She finally made it to her destination seeing Pondsong and Covestar she darted forward. "Covestar, Pondsong," the deputy greeted politely. "Mind if I join?" She asked. My name is Lord Voldemort 16:05, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
Pondsong curiously tipped her head at the leader. "Don't take me for being rude, Covestar, but aren't you still quite young to be testing the waters. Still an apprentice's age, I reckon, so you might get swept off. Why not have the warriors-" She was going on with her polite suggestion before the young leader spotted something in the distance, and got overly excited. "SEAGULLS!!" He bolted out of the water and pressed down the shore, paws thundering against the compact and wet sand. Pondsong let out a soft sigh and shook her head in something like defeat. "StarClan, guide him."Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 23:52, April 25, 2017 (UTC)
"Slatefeather! Slatefeather!" Ashpaw ran circles around Slatefeather. She lifted her head, licking the last scraps of mouse off her whiskers. "What is it?"
"Can we please go hunting? Pleeeasse?" Ashpaw begged, kneeling down and nudging her feathery flank, eyes round and pleading. Slatefeather sighed. "Ashpaw, we just battle-trained all morning! I need a break, and you should take one too. You're not tired at all?" Ashpaw shook his head, pacing around her once more. "You're killing me. I'm not taking you out again. Why don't you go see if any of the warriors will take you?" Ashpaw skipped joyfully. "Oh, yes, yes! I should do that!" with that he bolted, searching for someone to torture. ~Patchfeather~ 02:06, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
After entertaining himself with a few rounds of seagull-chasing, Covestar sauntered back to camp proudly. Little did he know, his fur was covered in white feathers and wet sand. He pranced swiftly, glancing around at the scenery before he crashed into Beachpaw. Ohhh, awkward.... She looked up at him innocently with an agonized expression before sulking away. What? Ah, oh well...Covestar continued on his way, ignoring his little moment with Beachpaw. He didn't understand why she looked at him like that, they were still friends, right?Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 21:47, May 2, 2017 (UTC)