Firesong sat in her den, organizing her herbs. Hopefully she wasn't running out of anything. Luckily, she wasn't. As soon as she was done, Firesong padded out of the medicine cat den towards the fresh-kill pile, taking a rabbit.
Rosestar sat in the leaders den. Better go get some fresh-kill and go on a patrol or something she thought. As a new leader, she was still getting used to all her duties. She rose from her nest and set out to the fresh-kill pile.













