Crowstar's eyebrows raised breifly before looking at Willowfur. "Come on, Willowfur!" He yelped desperately, getting up and planning to run out of the den. She was pregnant, obviously. With his kits! But, as soon as she made the new camp, she'd have to become a queen. His eyes met Ravenpaw's with a happy look. He wished he could mentor a cat. Wait. He could! He assumed he would name himself Ravenpaw's mentor, anyway, he needed one, too.
Mothsong followed them back to camp. She looked around, and saw Ravenpaw go into the leaders den. She got that covered, phew, she sighed. "Go away from the north!" She screeched, trying to get any other cats out of camp. She saw the others had it here, so she ran to were the rest of the Clan was, safe. Along the way, she saw a mouse and swiftly killed it. It was away from the north, and the huddled in a small group. She looked around, and sat down, starting to eat the mouse. Mmm, yum. Was all she could think about, soon she was done.
Mothsong followed them back to camp. She looked around, and saw Ravenpaw go into the leaders den. She got that covered, phew, she sighed. "Go away from the north!" She screeched, trying to get any other cats out of camp. She saw the others had it here, so she ran to were the rest of the Clan was, safe. Along the way, she saw a mouse and swiftly killed it. It was away from the north, and the huddled in a small group. She looked around, and sat down, starting to eat the mouse. Mmm, yum. Was all she could think about, soon she was done.
