FeatherClan :New&Accepting: (PROPHECY!) :NEEDS WARRIORS:

[pumpkin.]

"Ready to go? I feel like we should head back," Shadowheart told him with a warm smile, her paws itching to run back to camp.

[| valhalla |]

Pebblefrost nodded, he stood, awaiting her.

[pumpkin.]

Shadowheart stood and began back to camp through the forest, her tail intertwined with his. They made it back to camp and she slid in, her gaze flickering around camp.

[| valhalla |]

Pebblefrost looked round and his heart practically stopped as he saw his sibling. He stood shocked and horrified.

[eggog]

Coco flight: I followed him in panic.

[pumpkin.]

"What?" Shadowheart asked, not seeing what he did as she looked around the camp. She followed his gaze to Icefoot and her eyes widened. "Starclan forbid," she whispered.

Shadepelt scented the air again, but all that came into his nose was smoke and the stench of twolegs. "We'll have to split up and look for her," he directed her, veering to the left.

[| valhalla |]

Pebblefrost rushed over his voice choked with overwhelming grief. "How did this happen?" he breathed.

[eggog]

Coco flight: " good idea." I sniffed the air " smoke and two legs." I followed the sent.

[city,]

Duskpaw
"But I can-"

Before she could even finish her words, her offer of help, before Wolfheart bounded off in the direction the rabbit had disappeared to.

She was left in the clearing with nothing but the smell and sight of her blood, and a throbbing nose for company. She rubbed it with a forepaw again, hating the feeling of blood in her nostril where she couldn't reach to wipe it away.

Well, that'll teach you to bite the flank instead of the leg, her subconsciousness told her.

She got to awkwardly grooming her chest fur free of the blood. To her eyes, it was no longer a medium grey colour but an almost black; proof that she had stopped bleeding. She also groomed her face free of her blood, and around her maw where the rabbit's blood had escaping it's pumping veins in it's leg.

Maybe a visit to the medicine den is required...I keep having this strange pressure in my chest, and I keep having hot flushes too. Gosh, I hope Wolfheart doesn't think I'm weird or something; what would certainly make our friendship alot more awkward. But...Wait...Wolfheart seems to be a little off too, maybe he's suffering the same as I? Oh Starclan, what if I have is contagious and I've passed it to him?!

Before her little mind could race any more, Wolfheart appeared back into the clearing with a little something extra dangling from his jaws. He walked straight to her, and set down the prey at her paws. She looked down, and gasped as she saw a squirrel; she only knew it was the red kind by the extra bushy tail.

"A squirrel? For me?" she looked up at him in amazement and gratitude, "thank you so much! I've never had squirrel before; I've never been quick enough for one of these..."

She lowered her head, smelling the fur of the prey before sinking her teeth into it. It was so fresh that it's bodily fluids leaked out onto her tongue, and her tastebuds practically squealed with joy. This had not the bland and stringy taste that a rat would; instead, it tasted a little spicy, and the meat on it's bones was succulent.

She moaned out a purr, her little bobtail wagging happily, then she took several more bites.

"Blessed Starclan, this is amazing..." she groaned, the sound mixing with her purrs.

When she had her fill, she all but sprang at Wolfheart, pressing herself to him in a massive hug.

"Thank you so much Wolfheart!" she said, feeling herself come alive with energy, "you're..."

She looked up into his face, and his gaze made her stop. She felt almost hypnotised by him, and suddenly she was aware of the non-existent space between her body and his, and her breathing, and how his pelt smelled.

"...Amazing..." she finished her words in a whisper.

...Starclan...I feel funny again...

Wolfheart

She had devoured the squirrel all too quickly, and Wolfheart smiled as she praised him, or more, the squirrel's flavor. He tilted his head when she had commented that she never had tasted one of the bushy tailed prey, shaking his head with a tiny laugh. Wolfheart had realized he was just as hungry, but didn't want to ruin the experience for her, and decided to wait until they were back at the camp to eat.

Maybe we could hunt a bit more. After all, the clan does need prey all the time, especially with all the new additions, he mused responsibly, flicking his ear thoughtfully. An insisting voice then reminded him, and we'll get to spend more time with each other.

Then she hugged him, and he couldn't think anymore.

Wolfheart's breath caught in his throat as he felt the tips of his ears growing hot. She's hugging me, he thought wildly, his eyes glowing. He coughed once, all too aware of how close Duskpaw was.

"It.... it was nothing," he stammered. Say something else, mouse brain! he hissed inwardly to himself. "So, uh.... how's your nose?" Of course it was the lamest thing he could ever say, but Wolfheart's mind had gone hazy with Duskpaw so close, her paws wrapped around his neck.... her gentle touch... her sweet scent, mixed in with a hint of squirrel. He breathed in swiftly, inwardly sighing softly.

[Katniss+Peeta8]

flamestreak smiled in her sleep because she was having a nice dream about her having a family

Jaythorn purred his dream was about his family and Doveheart with her family and flamestreak with thier family