Cougarheart trudged sadly behind the returning patrol. They had caught two maybe three mouses, but not enough to feed the entire clan. No they hadn't been at that point in several days. The cats who had caught the meal put it in the fresh kill pile and then they disbanded. Some went to try and ignore the stabbing pains in their stomach, others went to check on their siblings. Speaking of siblings.... Cougarheart looked around trying to catch sight of his sister. She was probably up to no good trying to get into trouble. He went to the clearing and laid down. He was tired. It had been a long journey and he had been nothing more than an apprentice at the time. He laid down watching the cats going around their daily business. His eyes on the watch for anything out of the ordinary.

DewSplash whipped her tail back and forth watching the cats going around doing their business. She leapt down from her hiding spot and stretched out. She had been watching them assessing their weaknesses for quite a while. She saw her brother enter the clearing and lay down on the opposite side. She let out a little huff. Perfect Cougarheart. Why can't you be more like Cougarheart? It was the question that she knew was repeated behind her back everyday. She looked around the clearing and saw :PebbleClaw, not an all bad looking tom, than she saw the little foxdung Skypaw. She didn't know why she didn't like Skypaw there was just something about her that was too......good.