by WinchesterAngel » Tue Apr 26, 2011 2:35 pm
Foxpaw stalked through the swaying grass, silent, unnoticed. She had been hunting all morning, but hadn't had much luck so far. That's not true, I almost caught that bluejay before! She thought, switching her tail in irritation. That was the problem. She hadn't caught it, she had only almost caught it. Her ears twitched as she heard voices. Aquapaw, and somebody she didn't recognise, were heading towards the camp. She stood motionless, observing them.
Swiftpaw skittered sideways playfully. He had already hunted today, and had successfully caught two water voles and a sparrow. His chest had puffed up proudly as he placed them on the fresh kill pile, he was quite an accomplished hunter for his age and he knew it. Now though, he was searching for his sister. Where could she possibly be? He thought in exasperation.