"You're earlier than usual aren't you Asty?" exclaimed her sister in a teasing tone. Asterfur cautiously approached her, careful not to step on the other kittens who were wearily roaming around the dark cave. She was sprawled on her side, her kits eagerly shuffling about, trying to get the last scraps of her milk. She looked up to see her sister Rushingwave looking back at her from across the room. She chuckled to her self before squeezing herself through the entryway. As she approached the haphazard rock, she could already hear the distant yowling of kits. She sighed & kept walking, the ground quietly thudded beneath her paws as she made her way to Nursery.
It always was, & it always will be as long as their clan keeps expanding. It looked fuller than usual, she noticed, but Asterfur knew it would be empty by nightfall. They had just finished laying their prey down & were tiredly shuffled back to their den, their jaws slick with each rabbit's white fur. Asterfur could see that as clear as day, her violet eyes searching the perimeter of her camp as she turned to look back at her tag-a-longs. The camp was more restless today than usual. Before they knew it, the Windclan camp entrance was right in front of them. Their argument was pointless anyway, seeing how close they were to their goal. Dewfern simply huffed in annoyance, got up, & carried on with his rabbit. Holding the prey, rather then your tongue." The amber tabby behind her flushed in embarrassment, & resolved to slowly trotting behind Asterfur, her tail between her legs. "Emberdust, I'd also appreciate it if you'd kept your mind on We will arrive home safely before sundown," she calmly stated, not even bothering to turn around to see if her attempt at consoling the tom's temper was successful. Asterfur sighed at their impatient attitudes while proceeding to stop along with them. We've been at this for hours!"Įmberdust growled under her breath, silently agreeing with her agitated clan-mate. "When are we going to get there," he yowled.
As they neared the entrance, the gray & white tom behind her scoffed in disapproval & sat down. Her hunting party had ended in complete abandon, with Dewfern & Emberdust only managing to catch a couple of rabbits, & exhaProuustion ran throughout her veins just thinking about sprinting a couple of yards ahead. Asterfur could not wait to get back to the Windclan camp. The rising sun was scorching down on her thick pelt, as the fresh moor wind tore through the skies, chilling all who laid to rest there to the bone.