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Early mornings were not a part of the she-cat's usual habits. The sunlight creeped in through the mouth of the warrior's den, and that light prevented the warrior from being able to sleep comfortably. It was mid-day, and Goldenheart was finally beginning to awaken. The she-cat's jaws opened into a yawn, before her eyes flitted open as well. The den was, to no surprise, empty.

The RainClan warrior sat up, with no will to move from where she was curled up in her nest. It would take some coaxing to get the fuzzy-minded she-cat out of bed, and with another yawn, she started grooming the reeds out of her pelt. Even if she wasn't going out to impress anyone, Goldenheart always liked to look nice.

[Phoenix]

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brighteyes! rainclan.warrior.18 moons credits: Good Life - OneRepublic // Cat: here

[CS=2] when you're happy like a fool Blue eyes cast a glance around camp, searching for a particular cat, though slightly grudgingly. It was saddening, but Brighteyes had no particular desire to seek out her mother. To her, Goldenheart had seemed almost defeated since Graykit's death, though she had not known her mother very long before that. All the same, Goldenheart seemed to linger on it more than Brighteyes, who would rather not think about her brother's short life. And so, she had, rather reluctantly, nodded when she had been assigned to patrol with her mother. Brighteyes did not think that Goldenheart had left camp, but she did not see the other she-cat in the clearing. Flicking her tail lightly, the warrior turned in a full circle once more, before wondering if her mother had retired to the den. It was a possibility, and it was better than standing in the middle of camp turning in circles. Shrugging slightly, the warrior set off toward the reeds that marked the warrior's den. Hopefully she would find Goldenheart there. Her hopes were fulfilled as she parted the reeds and saw her mother's light colored pelt in her nest. The other warrior had the air of having just awakened and she was in the process of cleaning her fur. Has she even left? Tail still flicking behind her, Brighteyes cleared her throat, pushing that thought from her mind. "Morning, Goldenheart," She mewed, slightly awkwardly. "I've been asked to go patrol the NightClan border with you. We can take another cat, I'm sure, but I thought I'd let you know." She paused, then added, "And it's not urgent; you can eat if you hav-- if you're hungry, that is." let it take you over Words: 298 Notes: -- this could really be a good life

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The warrior's attention was captured by a familiar voice, and she turned to see her very own daughter, Brighteyes, had appeared before her. "Good morning," Goldenheart responded, though she didn't sound very enthusiastic about being dragged out of bed. Still, she would have done anything for Brighteyes.

The elder warrior stood up and bowed her head for a moment. "Very well then," she meowed, "A patrol sounds lovely, but we may leave now. I don't have any business prior." The patrol sounded like it would be a good distraction for awhile, and Goldenheart would never turn down an opportunity to help her Clan out.

Going to the NightClan border wouldn't be her favorite chore, seeing as Goldenheart had never been fond of their foul smell and inelegant ways. Then again, TreeClan could be worse at times. She exited the den, brushing by Brighteyes gently, before adding, "I don't mind taking a third cat along. Who would you have?"

[looney]

OOC: Hope you don't mind I jump in. ^^

Amberblaze sat at the base of the river stone. She had just organized all of the patrols and was looking around. The fresh-kill pile was full, enough to feed the clan for another meal, and she had assigned a hunting patrol to go out. The she-cat looked around and then bent her head, licking her shoulder fur flat. Since Amberblaze had been appointed deputy, she hadn't had much time to clean herself that well, so now was a good a time as ever.

After Amberblaze felt clean enough, she looked up, seeing if all the patrols had gone yet. She hadn't been on a patrol in a while, and figured she could go on one now since the clan seemed to be doing fine. Goldenheart and Brighteyes were still by the Warrior's Den, and she stood up, trotting after them. Her tail was high in the air as she approached them, and she caught the last little bit of their conversation. 

"I figured I could go on the patrol with you both, if you don't mind." Amberblaze never really liked the smell of NightClan, but she would put up with it if it meant she got to get out of the clan with her clan mates. 

[Phoenix]

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brighteyes! rainclan.warrior.18 moons credits: Good Life - OneRepublic // Cat: here

[CS=2] when you're happy like a fool Guilt pooled in the bottom of Brighteyes's gut at her less than complimentary thoughts of her mother. Really, she should think better of Goldenheart than that, if only due to the reason that this was the she-cat who had raised her. Still, the she-cat could not help but think of the distance she seemed to feel between herself and the other she-cat. But never mind that now. Shrugging the thought away, Brighteyes nodded and backed out of the exit, letting Goldenheart exit. "I actually don't--" She started to meow, tail flicking by her paws. However, a familiar voice interrupted her, and Brighteyes turned to see Amberblaze. She moved slightly to the side to include the other she-cat in their little circle. It took the she-cat a moment to comprehend the deputy's words, but when she did, she flashed the her clanmate a grateful smile. This gave her one less thing to worry about. "Thank you, Amberblaze," She replied, the smile in her voice. "You're welcome to come with us." Brighteyes threw Goldenheart a sideways glance, hoping her mother did not have any objections. She did not understand why any cat would object to their deputy joining them on a patrol. let it take you over Words: 215 Notes: It's all good this could really be a good life

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Nodding in agreement, Goldenheart greeted Amberblaze cheerfully. "I don't mind." The elder warrior welcomed the presence of the deputy; and having something to do was raising her spirits. Taking light steps, the she-cat's thin muscle rippled beneath her coat as she walked, taking a pause to stretch and turning to see who would lead the patrol.

Expectantly, she looked at Amberblaze. The deputy would usually take charge in that situation. Next, her gaze fell to her daughter, where the two exchanged a look. Goldenheart tried to reassure her that she was fine in that one shared gaze, but it was a hard message to convey, especially since it wasn't completely true.

They say time heals all wounds, but Goldenheart's was deep, and it would be many moons before you could put her kit's death behind her. She tried to remind herself that Brighteyes was still here, still needing her. Though, Brighteyes was rather independent, and it was more like Goldenheart needed her daughter.

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(Phoe, let's say Amber got called away on duty, so we can keep this thread going!)