Hunting Again

Fallencloud waited on the edge of camp, her paws itching to to break through the entrance before she collected other cats to join her. Ever since they returned to ShadowClan the she-cat felt the urge to hunt again - to hunt frogs and mice and birds like real cats! The light grey warrior shook her pelt, shivering slightly as the wind broke through her fur. The night was unusually bright, the silver moon shining its ingratiating rays upon the rising cats of ShadowClan. Things were just starting to return to normal, but something didn't feel right.

It had been odd, just coming back to camp and into a new nest - she had been sleeping in the apprentice den before they were driven out, and she felt uncomfortable with all the other cats snoring softly beside her. She was used to the warm silence that echoed through the den, and the cold air that wafted through the entrance. But ever since she was forced to speed her training, Fallencloud had gotten used to change, and accepted that it was not always a bad thing. Flicking her ears anxiously, the young warrior lifted her head, glancing around the clearing to see if any cats were available to join her on her hunting trip. The pile needed stocking, but Fallencloud just didn't feel like going by herself.

Shadepaw padded to her mentor,fallencloud. She looked at her"are we going hunting?"