Originally Posted by Lost Illusion (Post 67576) Redwhisper watched the mice carefully and crouched next to Lilacleaf. He nodded to her silently and moved himself down wind of the prey. There were 5 mice, two adults and three younger ones. The adults seemed pretty plump but the younger mice were much smaller. 'Anything to help the clan.' He thought. His red-color pelt kept him warm as he moved across the stone cold ground. He watched Lilacleaf, waiting for her to tell him she was ready.

Originally Posted by Rockstar (Post 68759) "How about we start with a better look around the territory?" Hareleap suggested. "You need to know every rock and blade of grass."

Originally Posted by TheBread (Post 69663) "I must have just heard something." Thornpelt purred jokingly. Why won't she look at me? The tom thought, getting slightly frustrated, Did I do something to upset her?

Originally Posted by Iceclaw (Post 69989) "Ok" greenkit said excited

Originally Posted by Liquoris (Post 69928) (Sorry this is late) Lilacleaf nodded to her red friend, then started creeping in from the opposite side of the little family of mice. She then lunged, catching on of the adults in her paws, and chasing all of the other mice towards Redwhisper. She then bit down on the mouse's neck, breaking it swiftly.

Originally Posted by Maplefur (Post 69997) "Perhaps the wind?" Flarerunner turned towards Thornpelt, but didn't want to look him in the eye in case he could see through her small lie. Instead, she concentrated on his ear, studying each hair as if to memorize it.

Originally Posted by TheBread (Post 69070) Ebonypaw gave him a confused look but quickly replaced it by an emotionless look, "Our weakness is our size, we're smaller than many cats of the other clans but we can also use that as our advantage sometimes." The young tom's mind went back to what Singenight had said, I might have to go against my peers one day? What is he talking about?

Singenight ignored Mumblenose in the distance, overhearing his conversation with Heatherpaw. He let out a quiet groan. Copycat. Does he ever get original ideas? He thought in annoyance. Then he saw the slight confusion on Ebonypaw's face, and he felt his temper thinning. "Yes, but I see the confusion on your face. Spit it out. What confuses you?" He asked, voice taut with him fighting to stay calm. The cat behind him training his apprentice bothered him. He had never had a decent relationship with the cat, and Ebonypaw's failing to speak up did not ease his temper in any way. @Dux