The sun was just about to rise on the vast plains of AshClan territory. Just as always, pheasants gathered in the areas in which the grass was higher than the rest of the plains. They were trying to hide from the predators that might be out hunting early in the morning. What they didn't seem to notice was that they were being watched...

The grass didn't only hide them, but also the animals that would like to eat pheasant for breakfast. SilentClaw carefully snuck up behind the birds and looked for the bire that was best to prey on. He noticed that one of them were a bit further from the others. It also had a somewhat damaged wing. It would be easy to kill. He silently circled around to the other side of the pheasant before jumping on top of it and biting its neck off. It hardly knew what had hit it and didn't have time to fight back. The rest of them had heard what had happened though and flew away. But he knew that they would come back, sooner or later.

He climbed up his own tree and hid the corpse of the pheasant among the leafs. He had to hide his prey, or the others would rip it to pieces. It had happened before and he knew that it could happen again. The thing was that the tree was on the edge of CliffClan territory and it was dangerous to be there. However, since it was almost exactly on the border, neither Ash or CliffClan normally came too close. He curled up on a branch and closed his eyes. He had been up for a long time and needed to sleep. At least until the pheasants came back. He wanted to catch one more before going back to the volcano.