(Oh my goodness, that poor cat xD And yes Rumpleteazer, that's great :3)
Mona could feel her stomach start to growl, and her ears flattened to her skull. She didn't have the energy to hunt, which was a first. She followed the way she came back to camp, hoping that her friends' hunt was successful. Now the camp was in sight, and with eyes wide, the smell of fresh food hit her hard. As if struck by a sudden surge of energy, she took off for the direction which it was coming from, and poured over the prizes. Knowing full well that they weren't her kills, but the work of another wolf, most likely Stormy, she waited to see if anyone would care to share. She hoped so, since she hadn't caught anything herself, although she hated to ask..she wound up just sitting there with a blank expression, her eyes involuntarily glued on the food.
Ed was in a pissy kind of mood. However, his hot temper seemed to fill him with enough drive to bring down more than usual. He dragged his kills back towards camp, expecting to throw them all in his den, making sure to signal to the others that he wasn't willing to share. They never brought back enough for him anyway. When he got back to the camp though, no one was around. With a full mouth he scanned the area. He scoffed the best he could, but it just came out a muffled sound with the plump bird he had lodged in his jaws. He trotted back to his own resting place. His pack wasn't very large, and so it was pretty unorganized. He secretly wished he had never left the Shadow Claw Clan, but he promised himself things would get better. Sitting inside his den, guarding his stash, he ignored it all and looked outside, thinking to himself.
As soon as that Spring Hunt comes around, I'm gonna smoke them all. Then I'll be Alpha and we'll finally have some order around here.
Of course, he didn't account for the fact that he needed a mate first..and that was something he kept far from his mind.





