Out and about

Sharptooth flicked her tail, padding towards the entrance to camp. The sun was shining and her beloved territory was looking lovely, but it did nothing to change Sharptooth's mood. She felt beaten, drained, and empty. Since the war, since Specklefang, since... everything. At least her kits were happy and healthy, with families of their own. The she-cat flicked her ears as Leafstorm padded ahead of her, a serious expression on his graying face. He was getting old; hopefully, he'd take her advice and retire soon. His leg was getting stiffer by the day, although she knew her stepfather wouldn't ever admit it. She wasn't the only cat who had been changed by the war.
But that was far behind them now. She should just relax and enjoy the sun. The fluffy warrior shook out her pelt and turned to the other cats who had gathered behind her. "I know this is supposed to just be a border patrol, but this is perfect hunting weather and prey is bountiful. How about a quick hunt?"

Snowpaw heard the call of one of the more experienced warriors in camp from the apprentices' den, and she sat up excitedly. She trotted out to meet with the cat known as Sharptooth with a polite smile. "I can come along, if you don't mind." she mewed. Perhaps they'd be able to find some more blackberries today; those were always her favorite.

"Can I come?" Echopaw was eager to go on his first patrol. He would catch the best, fattest piece of prey ever! "I'm sure my mentor would be fine with me practicing my hunting skills!"

Dewpaw saw a group of cats at the entrance to the camp and silently came up. She listened for a minute before saying suddenly, "May I Join?"