[wren]

@Nighty

A sleek furred she cat slipped out from the Warriors den, her shoulders flexing with each step and her paws dragging in the dust of the clearing. Her silvery blue optics reached the far end of the clearing and she took a second to breathe in the fresh air while feeling the sun on her skin.

Silverfawn shook her fur and trotted towards the fresh kill pile her cranium level with her back. A nice rabbit was on her mind and nothing else. If there happened to be no rabbits, perhaps she would go off and hunt for herself as well as the clan. For a second it seemed like a good plan, but maybe a big plump rabbit was meant for the elders or the queens.

Silverfawn frowned slightly feeling a kiss of breath air under her belly ruffling her fur and creating a level of discomfort. She snorted and shook her pelt to shake the sleep out. She continued towards the freh kill pile which seemed to be decreasing in size as she approached.

She came upon the freshkill and looked between the dead rodents and thrush. disapointed silverfawn took a second to notice how much the clan needed fresh kill right about now. Perfect. Now I will have to go hunting. Silverfawn took a pace backwards and sat down.

Licking a paw and gently rubbing it over her ears she began to groom. With none to share tounges with she decided she might as well look good for hunting.