[Streamcloud]

Streamcloud padded into camp with a mouse, and a plump squirrel. She would have caught more if it had been Greenleaf or Newleaf. Striding across the clearing she set down her prey and picked up a meely shrew for herself. This would not fill her appetite but it would keep her alive to hunt for another day. Streamcloud knew that this happened every year; Leaffall turning into Leafbare so that prey would be scarce, but this season seemed harder than the last. She gulped down the shrew in a couple of seconds and decided to get some rest.

Padding over to the Warriors den Streamcloud entered quietly so that she wouldn't wake the sleeping warriors. She nestled into her own nest and felt sleep take over her in a couple of moments. She woke in her dream to a sunny meadow, prey plentiful. Right away she knew this was a dream yet why couldn't she enjoy herself. Acting like a kit chasing a butterfly she chased prey without a care in the world. But after a while chills went through her body and she jolted awake.

It seems that she had overslept and missed going out with the dawn patrol. So she padded over to the entrance. She stopped herself, this is what she had done this same thing for a while and was tired of it. Her body ached and she needed time to clear her head. The forest helped with that a little bit but not enough. What could she do then? Indecisive of what to do, her paws dragged her out of the clearing and into the forest. And without noticing she padded into a stream. Shocked Streamcloud jumped back and hurt her sore pad on a sharp stone.