[gravekeeper.]

Icebeam stretched her paws, and searched for something to eat. She had been starved since yesterday, and, a bit of a mess. Beans hadn't got any flies either. Icebeam sniffed the air, getting the reek of crowfood. Crowfood means flies. And food. Although as a last resort, if there are any good pieces left... She found a dead hare, flies hovering over its bloody carcass. Icebeam ripped off a piece of meat, the flies trailing past her, and dropped it near Beans' web. The flies on the carcass were gobbled up by Beans. Icebeam gathered some ferns, covering the scent of crowfood, and the prey pile.


Didn't Elmshadow say something about marigold? She found a couple of the flowers where the hare carcass was, and took them back home. Icebeam placed them with the cobwebs, and searched for more food. She smelled fresh blood, not the steely kind of smell from an injured cat... it was prey blood. The silver molly found a chunk of meat laying on a block of wood. She grabbed it, wondering what kind of creature this flesh came from. Doesn't matter. Smells lovel- A twoleg picked her up and yowled at her. Icebeam hissed(albeit muffled by the meat) and dug her claws. The twoleg yelled and put her down. She ran back, ripping a chunk off and dug in. Mmm... kinda tough, but still delicious.

Prey/Herb Pile:

squirrel x1
Raw steak x1
cobweb x1
marigold x1