Windchatter finished his fish, and looked out at the clearing again. He saw Snakestrike standing there, and his eyes widened. He raced out to the warrior, but stayed under the relative dryness of a clump of bracken. "What are you doing? It's a storm!" He said to Snakestrike.
*bearpaw felt her stomach growl* ohhhh i am hungry i should get some food *bearpaw ran out of the den grabed as much food as she could from the fresh kill pile and ran back to the den* there *bearpaw put everything in a pile and grabed a vole* mmmmmm *bearpaw at it quick and waited for her friends to awake*