Young and Beautiful - open

MOSSROCK

The newly-made Riverclan warrior was curled up in the warriors' den, trying to keep warm. It had only been a couple of days since she was made a warrior, and she was eager to serve her clan. Neither Coldstar nor Fadinglight had yet put her on a patrol, or given her any duties really. She found herself walking around the camp helping the apprentices tend to the elders and queens. Not that she wasn't all for helping her clanmates, she just assumed being a warrior would bring her different tasks. New challenges. Something less boring. She stretched her legs and decided to go outside and see who was awake.
Upon seeing Coldstar already in the center of the camp, she felt slightly embarrassed. The young warrior had been sleeping while her leader was already up and about, waiting for the rest of the clan to get up and active. She dipped her head politely to Coldstar, meowing a quick hello.
"Good morning, Coldstar."

Mossrock opened her mouth to speak but her leader cut her off before any sounds escaped her mouth. While she was a bit irritated that she wasn't given a chance to speak, she tried not to show it. She just dipped her head and listened to what had to be said.

"Tell me Mossrock, how is being warrior treating you?''

She looked up, meeting Coldstar's icy blue gaze. She was intimidating, and Mossrock certainly didn't want to seem like she was out of place or criticizing the clan at all. Something told her that wouldn't be in her best interests.
"Well, I haven't really had a chance to go out on any patrols or anything. You and Fadinglight have been so busy, and I didn't want to interrupt either of you in your work and ask." she mewed politely. "In response to your earlier question, I haven't seen anyone else up and about. Would you like me to go wake them?"

MOSSROCK

A glimmer of happiness shown in Mossrock's emerald green eyes.
"Sure thing, Coldstar!"
She was certainly happy to be working on a task, especially one given to her by the leader! She held her head high, scrambling off to the warriors den to gather cats for the dawn and hunting patrols. Was this what it felt like to be deputy, or leader? She sure loved the feeling! She knew she couldn't be deputy yet, though. She'd have to wait until after she had an apprentice. Maybe even after she had a family. Would she find a family? She had no idea.
First she gathered up Fadinglight, Sunpelt, Poppyclaw, and Ash. Then she went into the apprentices' den and got Troutpaw. All of them seemed to be rather sleepy, but a couple were eager to get the day started. She rushed back to Coldstar, practically bursting with pride for herself.
"Alright, Coldstar! I'll let you organize the patrols!"

ASH

Ash wasn't that much of a morning person. She'd much rather stay in her nest a while longer, but when tasks arise, you gotta do them. That's what her father always said.
She stretched a little before following a very excited Mossrock out of the warriors' den, carefully trying not to tread on any tails or paws. She soon saw her apprentice wake and follow the other young warrior out into the clearing. She dipped her head at all of the other warriors woken up by Mossrock.
"Good morning Coldstar, Sunpelt, Mossrock," she yawned partway through her greeting. "Troutpaw, Poppyclaw. What will we all be up to today?" Despite not liking being woken up early, mornings had a nice calmness to them. Very brisk, and cool in leafbare. She wouldn't mind going on a border patrol if only so she could stretch her legs more and take a look at her surroundings.