Skittering away from the leader's den, the small grey warrior moved closer to the center of the clearing before popping up onto her hind legs in an attempt to spot Bumblestar. Grey eyes peered around towards each of the dens as she attempted to steady the wobbles that occurred from her meerkat-like positioning.
She had to be around here somewhere... Stars above, there were too many cats milling about in this clearing.
Bumblestar had taken up her usual spot near the camp's entrance, angled sideways so that she could keep an eye on both incoming and outgoing warriors. Sudden movement caught the corner of her eye and she turned her head to see Mistheart stood up on her hind legs like some sort of wannabe Twoleg. Her nose wrinkled.
"Yo!" she called. "The hell are you doin'? You look like you're gonna hurt yourself!"
Re: ThunderClan Clearing
