SilverClan ~New And Accepting!~

[Emotional-Downfall]

Hallowheart gazed up at the sky and eventually fell asleep.

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw padded out of Camp. He grumbled, passing Ivynose. He curled his lip at her, angry again for no apparent reason. He stalked out of the camp entrance and started to hunt.

[Emotional-Downfall]

Hallowheart awoke from her nap, decoding to go and hunt some trout.

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw opened his maw, letting the scents wash over him. He tried to pick out the scent of prey. He found plenty of prey scents. He scented a thrush and a vole. He decided to catch the thrush first. He tested the wind, making sure the bird couldn't scent him. Then he crept a little closer. His hind paw brushed a leaf and he snarled as the thrush flew away. He waited, still and silent, not moving whatsoever. The thrush landed again. It was cautious. Brackenpaw took the only moment he had and leaped, landing on it, pushing it to the dirt and dispatching it with a blow to throat.

[Emotional-Downfall]

Hallowheart padded back to camp. She noticed a cat hunting and went around the cat. then she went back to camp

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw buried it quickly, and tried to pinpoint the vole again. He quickly found it scuffling in the leaves a little ways away. He crouched down and stalked it. Once he was close enough, he pounced and killed it. He picked up the thrush and went back to Camp.

[Emotional-Downfall]

Hallowheart just got into camp, dropping her trout on the pile. she was pretty full, so she dropped a mouse in the elders den, and padded back out, noticing bracken paw. "hi" she meowed to him

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw grunted disagreeably in return and dropped his prey on the pile. He whisked past Hallowheart angrily and stomped to the apprentice den.

[Emotional-Downfall]

what's up with him? she wondered, she shook it off, and went to the forest. She went layed down. she closed her eyes. when she opened them, she looked down at he water and saw a black tom with amber eyes and a she cat that looked like her, talking over a kit. She was a distance away. Suddenly she was in another forest, the forest "they" were in, so she padded towards them, but they did not seem to know she was there.

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw lowered himself into the cold moss - he had not slept here for a few nights now. He settled himself, shifting until he was comfortable. A loud bird's alarm trill startled him, but his fur flattened and he relaxed. He settled deeper into the now warm moss, and slipped into a dreamless slumber.