Scruff woke up to Frost nudging him with his paw. It must have been time for the rabbits to twitch sleeping conditions. Scruff wiggled his nose in acknowledgment and shook his head before hopping outside. Once outside he looked around, Leaper was waking up the other rabbits for the change. Seems like the rain was letting up which was good for the rabbits.

Scruff spotted some shelter by shrub and curled up to stay warm. It was not particularly cold just cool enough to give Scruff a shiver.

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Splash was eventually woken up by Leaper for the sleeping arrangement change. She was happy about the change, she was more comfortable sleeping inside a den than out in the open. After she stretched she hopped over to the burrow and nuzzled her father before laying down a whisker length away. She was still tired and could use some more sleep, she yawned and closed her eyes.

Frost | Warchief | Mentions: Hop, Aspen, Leaper, Scruff, Open!
Frost smiled at Hop, trying to reassure the younger buck. "I'm fine, don't worry." The warchief hadn't heard the sniffling coming from Aspen or Leaper, but his ears flicked worriedly towards a cough from outside. Who had that been? Hopefully there wasn't sickness going around...
All the same, the warren couldn't afford anyone to get sick, not just him. The pale rabbit followed Scruff out of the warren, flattening his ears against the wind. Now, where to sleep? Frost turned back briefly, seeing Leaper and Splash heading towards the burrow. Frost eventually decided to lie down under the shade of a bush and shut his eyes.

(The weather has been updated!)

Aspen woke and stretched a bit, yawning she blinked and looked around. Aspen listened to the bird song for a moment then got up.

Hop & Bog / Patrollers / Mentions : Frost, Oat

Hop twitched his nose and swivelled his ears and chewed the mud from his toes, but didn't argue against the warchief as he went to wake up his brother.

Bog refused to enter the burrow, worried his cough would spread. Oat climbed out of her make-shift hole and offered it to Bog before hurrying to the burrow herself.

The buck wrinkled his nose and was promptly shoved into the warm little dig head first by his littermate. Hopefully some time out of the elements would cure the cough before it got worse.

Thistle woke up with a jolt, fighting the urge to stomp. Another nightmare, thistle thought to herself as she itched her nose with her back foot. She yawned and then stretched, looking around. Her ears and nose twitched, listening and smelling the suroundings. Nothing out of the ordernary she thought to heself. After a minute is dawned on thistle, the warren! She jumped to her feet and hopped ver to the small warren. She peered into it but the warcheif wasnt there. She quickly stood up on her hind legs and looked around for frost.

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Soon thistle spotted him so she hopped over to him. He was in the shade of a bush. Thistle didnt understand how he was so peaceful but none the less she put her front paw on the warcheif, hoping he would wake.

Frost | Warchief | Mentions: Thistle

Frost had been dreaming of easier times, of the way the sun used to fall in the grasses of the old warren. In particular, he'd been remembering when he had been Rival, and Misty had been Peacekeeper. Frost had always admired her, of the way she'd held to her rank and did her duty even while little Ice trailed after her.
Oh, how it had ended.
A cough woke Frost from his dreams, and he buried his muzzle briefly between his paws. A pressure on the black spot on his head woke up the large rabbit, and he fought the urge to stamp, his white-furred hindpaw twitching. Frost found himself looking into a pair of familiar golden eyes, and let out a sigh of relief. "You startled me for a second, Thistle," he smiled, chuckling shyly at his own nervous reaction. It seemed the weather was finally clearing up, and Frost stretched out in the morning sunlight.
"Did you have a good night's sleep? The warren's coming along well, I think."

Leaper | Warclaw | Mentions: Oat, Open!

Ah, it felt so good to sleep in a burrow again!
Leaper woke up feeling refreshed, glad of the warmth of Oat next to him. Wow, he felt so much better after a good night's sleep! The little buck picked his way out of the warren, feeling the rising sun on his face and taking a moment to bask in it. Finally, things were beginning to go their way.
A rumbling in his stomach caught the rabbit's attention. It was worth going to see if any of the blueberries had been left behind, but he didn't want to go by himself. It was better to go with at least one other rabbit; that way someone could always be on the lookout for danger. But who would go with him? The rabbit began to muse on this as he hopped in the direction of the blueberries.

Berry had hauled berries to the warren all through the storm but never ate once herself. She Stretched then sat down, looking around before her tummy growled. Berry hadnt realised she was this hungry until now. She quickly looked around for the warcheif to get permission to go get something to eat. Soon she saw thistle and frost by some bushes, though she waited or thistle to be done talking to frost.

Ash yawned and sat up. He still couldnt believe he was a warclaw. As he began to try to understand it a fly buzzed past his ear making him twitch. He then took a breath of fresh air. Its spring, he thought to himself, mating season.... He shook that thought out of his head and sat up, looking around. Nothing had really changed so he sat back down and groomed himself.

Frost jumped back as frost jolted awake. Her nose and ears nervously twitched as he spoke. I, i had an okay sleep, and yes the warren is coming along nicely but umm, when is it my turn to sleep in the warren? She nervously itched her nose, making some blood smear on her paw but she was used to it by now so she just stared at the warcheif nervously.

Frost | Warchief | Mentions: Thistle

Frost's pink nose twitched at the scent of blood issuing from Thistle's nose. The buck coughed again, burying his muzzle between his paws briefly. It was worrying; if he died to sickness now, the warren would be in trouble.
Best to just try to keep his strength up, and not do anything too strenuous. Best, also, that the warren not know - they had to feel able to rely on him.
With that in mind, Frost nodded along to Thistle's words. "Well," he murmured, "You should be able to tonight. With any luck, the excavators will have made more progress. By the way...I know I've told you this before, but be careful with your nose. Blood draws bobcats, you know."

Thistle jumped at the sound of frost's cough. As she fought the urge to stomp she nervously looked around. She hated being in the open like this. She just wished the warren was up and running in full capacity. She nodded, tonight would work but she wished it was sooner but atleast she would be safe at night when alot more predators would be hunting.

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She then nervously twitched her nose as frost spoke of her nose. Will he kick me out?! Because of my defect?! She shook her head nervously. "I-im sorry warcheif, it-its just that it itch's so much." Thistle then hopped over to some longer grass and huddled up, waiting for the fall of night to finally get good sleep.

Berry saw thistle hop off so she quickly made her way to frost. "Warcheif, if i may, could i go see if there is any berries left for me to eat? Ive been hauling berries all through the storm and night, not getting one bite." Berry then smiled sweetly at frost. She wasnt sure but she thought she heard a cough come from him. This worried her a bit but she knew he was strong.

(Frost could see berry was looking slimmer than usuall.)

After a while ash looked around, just to make sure everything was still in place, before seeing his friend leaper. He smiled, leaper was another warclaw and honestly ash cared for the little guy. Ash then made his way over to leaper. "What are you up too?" ash said, coming over to leaper. Then ash's stomach growled. "Hey, wanna go find some food?"

Oat / Excavator / Mentions : Leaper

Oat woke when Leaper left the burrow, stretching out her strong limbs. She began scraping at the back of the burrow, trying not to wake any one else as she got to work, determined to have it big enough for everyone to rest peacefully tonight.

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Hop & Bog / Patrollers

Hop woke periodically to check on his brother, and started grazing listlessly as the sun rose. He kept his head tilted, one big eye watching the sky for signs of hawks or eagles. The morning sun made his coat steam.