(OMGGG everyone is backkkk! Well time to start then xD!)
(Since I have no idea what they were doing:)
Tigerstorm yawns and pads out of her den, stretching each leg in
turn. "Hey, Silverfrost, let's stock up the fresh kill pile a bit.
It looks pretty sorry."
Emeraldbreeze keeps her eyes on the camp, her tail folded around
her paws, creating an elegant look. Her soft fur bushed up against
the breeze.
Tigerstorm smiles at her friend. "Just us. Haven't really been
together on a patrol for awhile with only us." She says drawing one
paw over her ear. She pads to the entrance.
Stormkit smiles as she runs away from her friend. Ducking under a
low branch, she flees back to behind Brightfall, panting. "Hide
me!" She whispers to her mother urgently.
Silverfrost nods "Okay, let's go!" She says, and dashes through the
camp, and gracefully bounds through the camp exit, and into the
forest.
Brightfall (Did I get the name wrong? Idk, it's been so long...)
purrs in amusement "Okay." She says, and grabs Stormkit by her
scruff, and leaps swiftly to a small crevis in a rock, that is
completely out of view from the rest of camp. She nudges her kit
into the crevis. "There. Now I'm gonna go pretend I never saw you."
She mews, and walks over to the nursery, and washes herself beside
it.
//I understand, I waste my beauty sleep messing around on here
:'D
"Do you need something?" Honeyleaf snapped at Cloudfur, not in the
mood apparently. "Umm...i'll go step outside." Greypaw quickly said
and scurried off, not wanting to be in the middle of an
argument.
"Hey Snowkit, who do you want to be your mentor?" Icekit asked her
elder brother. "I dunno, maybe Emeraldbreeze or something." He
replied, currently sharing tounges with his sister.
"Well when have you last checked on me and our kits? Heck, Snowkit
and Palekit are about to have their ceremonies!" Honeyleaf huffed,
torn between sadness and anger. Some knowing her, anger easily
overpowered all her emotions. "Stop bothering Honeyleaf, it's
obvious that she hates you." Ferntail scoffed, entering the den.
"Cloudfur wait-" She said in a shaky voice, scared of his reaction.
Cloudfur grumbled something under his breath and stormed out
annoyed by Ferntail and Honeyleaf. Mostly Ferntail. "Brats," he
muttered softly not caring who heard.
do it! I'm perfect and your perfect in your our little ways
"Hey! Wait up!" Tigerstorm yowls after her friend, and dashes out
of camp, slowly catching up to her friend. She stops a ways from
camp, and says to Silverfrost, panting, "Heres good."
Stormkit grins and makes herself smaller, her fur blending almost
completely into the rock. Then she stays as still as she can so she
doesn't alert the older kits.
Silverfrost nods "We should split up a bit, since there isn't too
much prey about. Good hunting!" She mews to her friend, and
stealthily stalks a few fox lengths away from her friend. She drops
swiftly into a crouch, the heartbeat she smells the sparrow. Her
eyes swiftly find it, and she slinks forwards, each pawstep quieter
than the breeze. She leaps, covering the ground in between the bird
and herself, and bites it's neck swiftly.
Brightfall puts an aloof expression on her face so nobody would
expect she knows where Stormkit is.
Shadowstar lays down on the Highboulder, beside Emeraldbreeze.
Windfeather grooms himself beside the fresh-kill pile.
Tigerstorm nods and heads off in the other direction, her mouth
open slightly to catch the slightest scent of prey. Prowling
forward, her tail waving lazily, she catches the scent of a mouse.
She blinks, puzzled. The scent was really strong and she'd
just picked it up. Oh well. Prey's prey. She thinks and
slowly, lightly she creeps forward, until she sees two mice next to
each other, asleep. Smiling to herself, she leaps killing them both
immediately. Unable to pick up any other scents, she heads to
Silverfrost.
Silverfrost picks up the squirrel, and hops over to Tigerstorm. She
drops the squirrel and mews "Nice catch. Why don't we head back? We
can go on patrol once we rest a bit." Her tail flicks back and
forth.
Tigerstorm nods, fluffing out her fur. "If we stay out here much
longer we'll turn to ice." Grabbing her mice by their tails, she
walks towards camp, doing her best not to shiver.
Silverfrost grabs her squirrel and sprints to camp, which keeps her
warm. Once in camp, she drops the squirrel on the fresh-kill pile
and walks into the warriors den. She falls asleep instantly, the
moment she curls up.
Tigerstorm, still shivering puts her mice on the fresh-kill pile.
She heads to the warriors den, curls up against Silverfrost to keep
herself and her friend warm, and falls asleep.