Silver stream

[somberheart]

Somberheart moved silently through the reeds along the river, intent on her prey - a vole that had made its home near the marshy beds. She pricked her ears as the quiet scuffeling gradually got louder, took a single pawstep forward and leaped, missing the vole by a mouse length. The vole darted to the side, but Somberheart scooped it up with one paw and tossed it against a tree before retreaving the limp body. Waterclan would eat good tonight.

[Featherstar]

a tom stalked through the weeds, eyeing Somberheart. He stepped out. "hello, I am Reedwhisker. I want to join your Clan, as you call it."