Welcome to the New Age (O)

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Yarrowpaw's eyes slowly opened as he peered around the den, now cramped with apprentices, most of them his siblings. Yawning he got to his and stretched, his tail high in the air and curled over his back as he did. The scent of fresh kill filled his nose as he noticed the hunting patrol's return. Sleepily Yarrow dragged himself out of his nest and into the light of day, although there wasn't much because the clouds where blocking out most of the sun.
Out of nowhere a cat's body smashed into his side and sent him to the ground. "Ow," he hissed, shaking his pelt and turning to face the cat.

[Eveningpaw]

Eveningpaw's nest seemed to be next to his, and she climbed out of hers at the same time, on the same side. She had bumped into him under her sleepy haze, and her pale eyes quickly widened.

"OhMyGosh, I'm so sorry!" she fumbled, shyly smiling. She approached closer, to make sure he was okay.

She blushed slightly, and looked down at her paws.

[Coralfoot]

Coralpaw looked up and saw her clumsy brother talking to Eveningpaw. "Hi," she said as she began to groom her silky fur. SHe stood up and trotted to the entrance. "Hunting Patrols coming back is my cue, Cedarheart will be waiting."