Stepping out of the apprentice's den quietly, Hemlockpaw stretched out her paws, letting out a loud yawn as she entered the clearing. It had been a nice nap, but now the apprentice was hungry, and she didn't hesitate to go and grab a bite to eat shamelessly. She didn't do much, but her stomach was grumbling, and that meant that for her it was time to eat something. Padding up to the fresh-kill pile as quickly as Hemlockpaw could, her gray fur and amber eyes rippling in the chilled sunlight. The weather had started getting colder, but she didn't exactly notice, being much too busy going out on hunting trips and taking refreshing naps. She hadn't been close with her mothers or her sisters lately, but it was alright for her- she had other friends, and it wasn't like she's left her family behind, they just didn't talk much. Laughing softly to herself, she took a seat at the edge of the clearing, beginning to take a bite out of the squirrel she'd grabbed, obviously quite hungry.