Doe padded along the underside of the bridge where her fellow followers and pets lived. Her paws hit the ground quietly as she exited the tunnel which was littered with barred twoleg containers that had been propped up or had various holes in them to allow entry to cats.
She passed the healer den which had been made out of a large twoleg container that was brown in color and could easily be bore into with claws, now it was covered in twoleg pelts to prevent it from deforming in shape and in various small twoleg containers held various herbs Doe couldn't name.
She nodded to the healer Nightflower, a former clan born who had left to escape not being able to have a mate or kits. In her time she had proved to be great use to the colony of cats when they came back from scuffles along their border lines.
Her pet, a dark grey tom with black paws and muzzle, sat hunched over beside her while she worked on a apprentice whom had gotten injured in a border scuffle. He looked up and nodded to her.
"Hello Nightflower and Pidgeon." She mewled padding along as they both meowed in greeting.
Doe padded outside brushing past the stones stacked high and before the guards outside. "Out for a hunt, Marigold and Mint." She mewed heading along the worn path to the overgrown forest that held a lake in the middle of both The Dusk and The Blossom Lake Territories which was a simple common ground for the two yet they still got into feuds when they overstepped their boundaries.
Her whiskers twitched as she caught wind of mouse and if she listened closely she could make out where it was and crouching down, her tails swaying slowed to a stop and was parallel with her spine as she crept closer to where the mouse was located before tensing her muscles and springforward taking hold of the mouse, quickly and quietly dispatching it. Once done she thanked StarClan for her catch and quickly buried it purring in satisfaction at her successful hunt.
Doe trotted close to the lake, a peaceful look softening her happy expression as she took in the beautiful lake rippling at the fish darting underneath the waters surface and the roads bellowing. Her ears perked as a Dusk patrol went by marking their respective boundaries. "Hello Tuck. Good to see you." She mewled before turning to the other cats and greeting them as well. "And hello to you Willow and Cleo."
Tuck lifted his head from his sniffing and looked at her, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Good morrow to you, Doe. I suppose things are going well in your territory?" He meowed.
"Very well, Tuck. The Gathering is only a few sunrises away. I will be happy to gain a few more cats to add on to our growing population." She purred out flicking her tail as Tuck merely sneered. "As if we'd let you win our prized pets! Mangy soft heart!" He huffed muttering the last part, lashing his tail and turning away as she did the same.
Before sundown rolled around Doe had expertly hunted down two sparrows and one squirrel along with her mouse from before. With careful steps she made her way back to camp attempting to not drop her precious prey meant for her colony of cats.
As she walked into her colony, Moonshade sent out a hunting party. In the middle of the colony Doe carefully dropped each piece of prey onto the short supplied pile before picking out a plump mouse to bring to the elders den.
Her pelt brushed against the entrance to Owls den and her tail dragged on the ground slightly. "Owl?" She purred giving him a gentle nudge as he stirred awake.
"Doe? Is that you?" He mewled blinking open sleepy eyes as they focused on the grey furred she cat in front of him to which a warm smile crossed his face.
"Well youngin' it Sure has been a while since you've visited little ole me!" He mused as she sat back on her haunches and set the mouse down in front of him.
"Yes it has, I brought you an mouse as I know you like them." She purred as he looked at her slightly puzzled. "Pardon? I'm sorry, Doe, my ears don't work quite like they used to before." He mewled pitifully not noticing the mouse until she spoke up a bit more saying, "I brought you a mouse! I know you like them."
Owls eyes brightened with joy at the plump mouse in front of him. "Oh, Doe, you're too kind!" He purred out making her flush beneath her thick pelt at the praise. "I suppose I'll leave you be so you can eat." She purred standing and running her rough tongue over his head in affectionate manner as she left the den.
"Doe! Tell Nightflower to get one of those apprentices to put mouse bile on my ticks!" He yowled after her as she smiled padding over to the medicine cat den to where a amused Nightflower was handing off mouse bike to a gagging apprentice.
"Oh? You already know?" She mewled as Nightflower looked at her. "Well, Owl did howl it to the clan practically." She laughed. "I swear you can hear him in the Rushing Stream!"
Doe quietly joined in the laughter. "Well, I suppose that's all." She nodded to her padding off towards the fresh-kill pile once more and plucking up a rabbit, feeling rather ravenous after her hunt.
Settling near her den beside the rocks surrounding it. She bit into her piece of prey and cherished the taste before a few moments before continue to eat at the fresh kill till nothing but bones was left to which she quietly buried.
Stretching out each of her legs and looking outside she noticed how silverpelt dotted the sky. Moonshade was sending out the last patrols for the night and congratulating a apprentice on their fine catches. With a soft purr she looked to the other side and saw guards changing out and stretchin before heading to the fresh kill pile.
Satisfied she scrambled up into her den which was one twoleg caged container upright with one on top that was upside down and broken open to allow her to climb in safely to her twoleg covered den where she curled up, and dozed off to sleep.