SparrowClan Camp: Elder's Den

(continued from the medicine cat's page)

"I wanna help!", Finchpaw grinned, dashing forward. She was stopped by a fluffy orange tail. "Not so fast.", Singedstar chuckled, "You're going on a hunting patrol with me, Fangbite, Flowerpetal, Duskheart, and, if Flareshadow allows it, Tigerpaw. Is he free to come?"

"Err, I mentor Scorchpaw, and Frostclover mentors Tigerpaw..." Flareshadow meowed, "But I think he's free."
Tigerpaw hurried past him, and stopped at Singedstar's heels

"Hurry up now, you two.", Singedstar briskly nodded and padded away.

"What's wrong with him?", Finchpaw snickered, "I mean he's-----" Just then, white flakes fluttered down onto the ground. They were big and fluffy. Finchpaw sneezed as Duskheart sighed with relief.

"Something familiar, finally.", he grinned. Everyone had almost forgotten about how he was once a member of FrostClan, a faraway clan.

(It's snowed in this place too, I was going to make it snow today! )
Tigerpaw followed Singedstar, his pelt dappled with snow. Flareshadow coughed before following.

"You okay, Flareshadow?", Blacksun dropped the moss she was carrying. "I heard that cough; it didn't sound that good."

"No, I'm finr." Flareshadow spoke, his voice low, and a hit of hoarse.

"You sure?", she pushed on.

Meanwhile, Frostclover was at the fresh-kill pile eating a sparrow; and as she ate she saw some paws creeping up on her.
"No, I want to go hunting with Frostclover," It was the voice of Windwalker, and her heart began to pound.
She still ate the remains of the sparrow, but listened, for she secretly loved this cat, and rarely got to work together. She looked up at the scene, Windwalker was standing oppisite her, with Flareshadow several tail-lengths away.
"Well, I guess you can hunt with me..." Frostclover meowed, trying to sound like she didn't mind.

(Make Silverlight follow, unseen, and then pop up later, or something...)

(okay)

Two brightly lit eyes could be seen in a nearby bush. They were a deep peircing green, seeming to be lit up by StarClan above. Those eyes belonged to a silver tabby maine coon, fur covered in dark stripes. She stared through the undergrowth, curiously watching. Waiting.

Windwalker was talking, but then the speech was interuppted by a wvering bush, a mouse!
Windwalker crouched in the undergrowth, and was going to spring...

The she-cat tensed as Windwalker crouched in front of her. She couldn't run, she would be caught. Taking a step back, the loner tensed for impact.

(Loner?) Windwalker continued to stalk the mouse. (Make Silverlight appear and catch the mouse.)

(or whatever she is o3o) The tom had turned away from Silverlight, and she sighed in relief. The she-cat's ears pricked as her forest green eyes spotted a black mouse nibbling on a seed. A growl rumbled in her belly. She lowered herself to the ground, creeping forward.

Then a bush ruffed, by the other cats, and Tigerpaw popped out, then sees the mouse Windwalker was stalking.
"Opps," he meowed, "Well, anyway, there's greencough in the camp, so they ordered me to find some cats to help me find Catmint!"