Sample Storyline: (I used Frostpaw and Alderclaw because I needed names) As Alderclaw stepped out into the Mistclan camp, the musty, crisp air of leaf-fall hit his face instantly. He turned his nose to the sky and sniffed the air. Leaf-bare would be here soon, no doubt about that. Alderclaw shivered at the thought of the bitter cold and lack of fresh-kill for an entire season. He often wished that the cold season wouldn't come this time, but he was reminded of what his brave clan leader, Tansystar had told him. "Every season must come, Alderclaw. Be patient for the warmer season." Such wise words; and spoken like a true leader. Yet still, Alderclaw had high hopes for a slightly warmer leaf-bare this year. Maybe Starclan would not make it as cold, or maybe help his coat grow thicker. Alderclaw remembered his morning duties, and shook his head to clear any other thoughts. He inhaled deeply, and headed over to the apprentices' den to meet his new trainee. It was time to begin the first lesson. "Frostpaw!" He yowled. "Wake up! It's time for your training!" As his new apprentice rolled over and stumbled to his paws, Alderclaw could tell that this apprentice would take a long time to train. Oh good. One more unfortunate thing to add to this season.
