Silverfur swallowed. It's not like she approached him. "Alright..." She stood, casting a hopefully unobvious wistful glance in his direction before slowly limping off into the forest, beginning to sniff the air for any new predators that might exist.
Lightpaw gazed at Lionpaw, her tone serious. "We have to train later," she informed gravely, then amusement dawned on her eyes. Suddenly, she looked back at Graceheart, Fernpelt, and Fallingheart. They looked worried, or tense. She followed their gaze and gasped when she noticed Bloodstar standing in the shadows.
















