by Hopeflower » Tue Apr 19, 2011 7:39 pm
Falconflight tensed as he spotted the newcomers, pausing in marking the border. "Heads up guys, we've got company," he growled, turning to face the approaching cats.
Meanwhile, a brown-and-white ShadowClan she-cat was padding alongside a dark gray tom, heading along the Thunderpath, carrying her catch. Both of them were holding plump rats in their jaws and seemed rather thin. Though they knew the dangers of eating rats from the carrionplace, there was little else to be found on their territory during leafbare. The she-cat suddenly set her catch down and sat down heavily, giving a few low coughs. The tom shot her a concerned look. "Cough no better, Mudsplash?" he mumbled around the rat in his jaws. Mudsplash shook her head wearily. "Littlefern's done everything she can think of," she murmured. "She says she doesn't think it's greencough, but...." She let her voice trail off, then gave her head a firmer shake. "C'mon Crowfur. The queens and elders will be getting hungry." Crowfur let out a low growl, dropping his rat. "This is no way to live, scraping by on rats and roadkill every leafbare," he hissed. "What were our ancestors thinking, settling in a marsh of all places? if I were leader, I'd've - " "Shhh," Mudsplash snapped. "Cedarstar is a good leader. He may be old, but he's kept out Clan alive for more seasons than you've been around. Now no more talk of this, or I'll have to tell him what you've been saying." Crowfur was silent for a moment, giving her a long look through mutinous blue eyes, before he muttered, "Yes, deputy," and snatched up his catch.
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