[Talon]

Talonstrike padded into the camp and headed towards the fresh-kill pile. He had been hunting a lot lately to get his mind off of his fears for the clan. He was glad to see that they seemed to be making it through winter better than he had thought before. Talonstrike was afraid that they would be too weak from fighting Blazingnight to survive the cold winter season. He was afraid that they would get sick during winter from the wounds and not having too much prey, and they might not have too many herbs since the snow and frost would kill a lot of them. But Talonstrike was able to hunt his worries away, if he did no catch anything then at least the attempt at hunting would get his mind off of some things.

Talonstrike had caught two squirrels this time and was glad to be able to place them on the small pile. He was not having much luck lately when it came to hunting so being able to put some in the pile was a relief. He did take one of his prey and brought it to the side of the clearing. Talonstrike wasn't exactly on the edge of the clearing. He was near the edge but also enough in the clearing to be considered n the clearing. Talonstrike stared at his clan instead of eating and wondered if the clan really would be alright, both physically and mentally.

@Jingle