Shadowheart watched Buzzardclaw from the other side of camp. She narrowed her green eyes at the tom so her eyes were just slits. How dare he reject me! ME?!??!?! She thought angrily to herself. I'll show that mouse-brained tom what his mistake was! She lashed her tail in frustration. But what can I do to make him regret it? she silently asked herself.
Riverstorm lounged in the sunlight, purring from the warmth. He loved the greeneleaf weather. His eyes slowly shut, though he wasn't sleeping, just relishing the warmth coursing through his pelt.
Bramblepaw smiled and locked his gaze on the fresh kill pile. "I just realized how starving I am." He chuckled, walking towards the pile. He carefully nosed through it, trying to find just the right prey to eat.