Muffinstar padded through the clearing, sitting down in front of the tall rock, tail curling over her paws. She was a beige Siamese, with a flame point(basically a ginger nose and tail tip). Her green eyes scanned over the Shadowclan camp, before her eyes landed on one particular feline. She called out the cat’s name, waiting as they approached her. “Morning. How did Starclan let you sleep?” She purred, looking at the feline with calm green eyes. Her ear twitched calmly at the response.