[Cinderspirit]

Duskhope emerged from the warriors den. Padding up to the Thunderwillow, they joined the gathering crowd of cats sitting below their leader. They sat, crouching in a muddy hollow, and pressed their slender tail close to their body, hoping it would provide them with a little extra warmth. It was a chilly late leaf-bare day, and the sun hung low in the sky, barely poking through the trees. The camp lay in shadow, casting a chill over the clearing.