Yellowfang padded up towards Bluestar carrying a fresh vole in her mouth. She dropped the sweet smelling prey down and sat beside Bluestar.
"Prey is running well lately. " Bluestar said as Yellowfang sat down beside her. "Yes. It's nice to not be hungry for once." Yellowfang said beginning to dig into the vole, its tender juices touching her tongue.
She turned her ears towards the thorn barrier as she heard someone come in. "Greetings Whitestorm." Bluestar dipped her head as the snowy white cat entered the camp.
"Hello, Bluestar. Isn't everything perfect? Prey is running so good, leaf bear has just ended; it feels like nothing can go wrong." Whitestorm said, letting the breeze ruffle his fur.
"Yellowfang?" Bluestar said looking at her. "Are you okay?" she said. I was looking off in the distance at nothing.
"I see great evil coming, and the only thing to overpower it is the trueness beneath a cat's heart."