Poor Glow. Your BFF is worried about you Brokenheart!))
Swiftheart looked at Streamstar. "Um, Streamstar? Can you and Runningsong go on hunting patrol?" He felt bad for asking the leader, but every cat but the four was busy.
Swiftheart dug into it. He ate hungrily, pausing in between bites to say "I haven't eaten since before we went fox hunting." He stood and buried the remains, licking his lips. "Ready?"