Pieces (Open)

[•Hawkeh•]

Rushwind yawned as he dropped his prey in the fresh-kill pile. He had been hunting since dawn, and all he had caught was a shrew about the size of a leaf, disptie it being greenleaf. His Clan in pieces since Darkness had taken control. All he had done for the past moon.

Sighing, he sat down near the warriors den as bushes from somewhere in camp rustled

[Feather**]

The normally happy cat Rainfall was headed back to her camp. Ever since Darkness had taken control the she-cat had been more or less in depression. Then again, what cat wasn't? Rainfall's dark almost black paws stepped lightly though, trying to make little noise as possible. Rainfall had become skittish, and was also on alert. Even when coming back to camp. She had gone out to hunt, but when she got into a fight with some stray cat, she decided it was better to just come home. Rainfall had defeated the other cat, of course. She was a strong cat, trained by one of the best.

The silver rain speckles along her neck and back gleamed slightly as her body moved along into the camp, the sun more visible here. Her slender body came in through a way that was not one of the entrances of the camp. Her storm cloud colored fur was a mess and in different directions. Small amounts of crimson liquid seeped from the cat's flesh. Rainfall didn't appear effected by these wounds however.

Rainfall's emerald green eyes, with the specks of gold and light green with in them darted around the mostly silent camp. Rainfall's maw twitched into a almost smile when she spotted Swiftstar's son. Rainfall and Rushwind had become very good friends, and even since Rainfall was a kit she had had a crush on him. She moved towards him, head still hanging, like it was often now.

"Rushwind. How has StarClan treated you this day?" She asked in greeting.