Crowleaf of shadowClan walked along the forest floor, His belly fur touching the ground. He was searching for prey. He sniffed.
"Bird," he said. He crouched, being light on his paws. He breathed in.
Don't make me loose this one," Crowleaf said, punching.
The
bird as helpless as a kit without his mother.
Crowleaf killed it
with one swift bite.
He walked back to the camp, with the bird in his jaws.
Once he came back, he went to the Prey store; where every cat put their prey for others. He put his sparrow with the other prey and went to the leaders den.
Sparrowpaw was there, getting told off.
"Do you really think that was a good idea?" Hawkstar asked him.
The apprentice sighed.
"No…" Sparrowpaw said.
"For that you'll spend a moon cleaning the elders' den, looking for ticks in their fur," Hawkstar said.
"Yes, Hawkstar," Sparropaw said, walking to the elders den.
Crowleaf walked in.
"What did he do?" Crowleaf asked.
"He put mouse bile in Heatherpaw's medicine and now she's even more sick," Hawkstar said, his amber eyes flilled with anger.
"oh. Shall I go cheek on her?" Asked Crowleaf.
"If you want," Hawkstar said.
Crowleaf walked to the medicine cats' den.
"HeatherPaw?" He asked.
The sick apprentice looked up.
"H…Hi," said Heatherpaw.
"Are you okay?" Crowleaf asked.
"I'm fine. My tummy just feels funny… and I feel tired most of the time," Heatherpaw said, laying her head on her paws.
"Oh, Heatherpaw…." Crowleaf said.
"Crowleaf!" Wildpelt called.
Crowleaf sighed.
"That's my mate… It gotta go. I'll see you soon," Crowleaf said, padding away.
The apprentice closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"Yes, Wildpelt?" He sighed.
"Hawkstar wants us to go to ThunderClan and raid their prey," Wildpelt said.
"We already raided RiverClan's prey yesterdy …," he said.
"Yes we did, but now he wats us to do it again. We've run out of prey," Wildpelt said.
He sighed.
"Fine. I'll get the others…" Crowleaf said, walking to the warriors' den.
They soon came back with prey that will last the Clan a moon.
"grate job," Hawkstar said.