Vixenstar watched Eagleswoop through narrowed eyes, crouching low and scratching the ground, marking her scent on it like a scar.
Rowanlace hid in the bough of a high branch, watching Eagleswoop with a mixture of respect and awe. She had come out to go hunting, and had been stalking a bird before Treepaw came along. She barely noticed Vixenstar in the bush, and gave a purr of amusement.
(Oh, sorry! I meant Treepaw ~.~)



