by Pacific Northwest » Fri Nov 21, 2014 2:18 pm
(Oh noes! How many does she have left? and- is she open?)
Sunfeather|
Sunfeather padded towards the fresh kill pile, holding her posture confidently. She sat down, glancing over at the few pieces of prey left, the pile was half drown in some gray, dirty slush, and she shivered in disgust as she hesitantly picked of a soggy vole, cold water dripped from it's body. She flung it back towards the ground and swept her gaze across the camp, noticing one unoccupied cat, Wolfshadow. She left the fresh kill pile behind as she padded happily towards him, her tail waving. "Would you like to go hunting? I don't think I'd catch much by myself with my pelt looking as bright as a foxes'." She giggled good naturedly, and calmly licked a paw as she awaited his reply.