Hunting {Open}

[[D] awnstar]

Dawnfur slowly began to stand up from basking in the sun near the warrior's den, her silver tabby fur warm. Stretching, she woke herself up from laying there, half-asleep, in the sunlight, the sun's golden rays shimmering off her sleek silver-and-black pelt. But now, Dawnfur was energized and ready to hunt. In the winter, fresh-kill was needed most, and it was Dawnfur's duty to serve it to the Clan. Glancing around for Solarstorm, the Clan deputy, she also scanned for the cats she may take with her. Of course, she needed to see if she was joining the hunting patrol. The fresh-kill pile was dwindling a little, there was enough kill for the Clan, but more was needed. Winter did not just last for a day. Her claws scraped against the floor, prepared to hunt.

[::Tearstar::]

(We have a hunting patrol going on in the territory if you would like to join)

[Solarstorm]

Solarstorm padded into the camp from taking a walk around the territory. She noticed that Dawnfur was walking toward her. She started to pad forward and came up to the warrior. "Hello Dawnfur, how are you this morning?" She asked with curiosity in her tone.