Marshclan -A Time for Help-(Accepting)

[WinterWanderer]

Emberleaf bit rabbitpaw. "Let me choose first." The elder hissed.

[Wolfsplash]

Rabbitpaw jumped back and grumbled a bit. "Fine!" She said in a huff, padding away. Maybe Swampstar would take her hunting instead.

[WinterWanderer]

Swampstar cleaned his pelt.

[Wolfsplash]

Rabbitpaw raced over to her mentor. "Swampstar!" She whined loudly, "Can we go hunt or something?"

[WinterWanderer]

"Aw, what's wrong? Emberleaf bite ya again?" Swampstar asked.

[Wolfsplash]

Rabbitpaw sniffed. "Well, yes, he did, which was completely rude, but I'm also starving and would really like to go do something, preferably hunting!" She said wig a sweet and "innocent" smile at Swampstar.

[WinterWanderer]

"You know he's old and Crazy." Swampstar meowed. "But we'll go hunting anyway."

[Mist]

"No problem," Mousestripe meowed softly, sighing when he saw Nettlepaw charge after Ivypaw and
pin her.

[WinterWanderer]

Willowwhisper bit into the Fresh-kill, enjoying the warm taste.

[Mist]

"Good?" Mousestripe asked softly.