wispstar x camp x talking and sending out orders x bushtail,prussia (whitefang)
the black tom stepped out of his den,and saw his deputy step out of the warrior's den.mewing a polite greeting,he leaned to the right of the big tabby maine coon.camp was fine."oh,it's alright.i'm just troubled about last night,with the rouges."wispstar said in a brave tone,although he was smiling as if nothing bothered him too much.the thick band of humid air was,although,troubling him.wispstar whom seemed perfect,had a phobia on getting too hot.ruffling his fur,wispstar looked for a distraction,and sure enough,prussia had saved him.the white tom was looking at the prey pile that was low."hey,the prey pile's low.do you mind going with prussia to go on a hunting patrol as partners?"asked the leader.his eyes flashed to a bengal like cat.nodding before he padded off,he went to greet frostfeather,his warrior.