by dmlp » Thu Dec 12, 2013 2:57 am
Desertsong paced behind the warriors den in thought, the leader was gone, the clan was in chaos, and she was left in charge. The deputy flicked her tail and gathered her thoughts before padding out to stand on the, can I say High Log? and announced in a loud, commanding, yet calm voice "May all cats old enough to hunt for themselves gather beneath the High Log for a clan meeting!" The she cat then stood patiently waiting for the clan to gather.
Swiftmask was just coming in with a mouthful of mouse and squirrel to hear the meeting being called together, quickly deposited her kills in the kill pile and padded to the High Log where she sat and waited for the rest of the clan, having faith that the deputy, her mother, had a handle on everything and would calm the clan after the leader vanished.
Whispkit was playing with a feather when he heard the announcement and eagerly bounded out of the nursery, however his excitement was short lived and he squealed in outrage as his mother picked him up by the scruff and carried him to sit just outside the nursery. The young kit could feel his mother's tension and worry.
Cometpelt stayed clear of the clan border as he drank from a small forest stream, ears pricked and senses on high alert. It was always dangerous for a loner to be out in the open, he was ready for anything. Lifting his head as he licked droplets from his mouth, he spotted a chaffinch not too far away, as he was downwind it remained unaware of the predator that now crouched low and stalked up too it. Too late did it realize it was being targetted, as soon as it prepared to fly a dark mass pinned it down and with quick bite, it's life was ended.