[Rose]

Flintfang
He/Him

Haven Springs. It had been quite a while since Flintfang had visited this area. In fact, judging from the scents, it had been quite a while since anyone had been here. The last time Flintfang had stepped foot into this area, it had been when he'd led Fawnlight's search patrol, with his sister Silverpaw, his nephew Goldenleaf, his Clanmate Lilycreek, and... Hollowstorm. Hollowstorm, who had constantly vyed for deputy position when Slatewhisker's untimely departure from this world had been announced. In the end there though, Flintfang had really thought Hollowstorm was going to change for a better cat. But instead, he'd gone missing. Flintfang's disappointment was impossible to ignore.

The quiet scuttling of a mouse nearby had the silvery-furred warrior drop into a hunter's crouch, and a nearly absentminded pounce had the tom's fangs sinking over the wriggling piece of prey. Rising to his feet once more, the fish-dwelling warrior turned and slunk back to RiverClan, mouse hanging from his jaws.