A Battle Of Birds {CLOSED}

The slender pretty she-cat was laying lazily in one of the rocks, enjoying the sun. Being an apprentice was way cooler than being a kit and she loved the independence she had. Hunting was easy and even if she wasn’t the best at battles, she wasn’t bad either at that. Crowpaw purred delighted as she stretched her paws. She was drying her fur after a long morning of fishing and few fishes were on a pile a few paw-lengths away, waiting to be carried by her to the camp. However, her relaxed day was soon coming to an end as a new danger approached her from the lands of a foreign territory.