The day was young and Deerpaw was hungry. He'd only just woken up and his stomach was growling like he'd never eaten before in his life. So with a yawn and a stretch, the fluffy brown tom picked himself up out of his nest and padded into the clearing and over to the fresh-kill pile. Sniffing around, he decided to grab a nice juicy vole before looking around for somewhere to sit. Almost at once, he found Rainypaw, and quickly grabbed a mouse for her as well before finally trotting over to join her. Setting down his burden at her paws he smiled.

"Want something to eat?" He asked with a smile in lieu of a greeting, taking his own spot across from her and giving his chest a quick few licks to tame the mess that his fur had become in his rather fitful sleep.