As the hunting patrol made their way out of the thorn tunnel Dawn Breeze took an abrupt stop and turned around around to face the others. "I think we should split up" she suggested. And before Birch Tail could add a word Dawn Breeze was already dividing the cats into two groups. Dawn Breeze would be paired up with Birch Tail and the two toms Cedar Fur and Grass Whisker would hunt together.
"We'll take the lake" Dawn Breeze meowed.
"Alright we'll go to the abandoned twoleg nest then" Grass Whisker replied
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As the two sisters made their way down to the lake; ears pricked for the slightest sign of prey, Dawn Breeze suddenly blurted out; "You like Cedar Fur right?"
Birch Tail was caught off guard by the question and she quickly felt herself growing hot and looked down at her paws, not meeting her sister's gaze. "I knew it!" Dawn Breeze exclaimed. "Is it that obvious?" Birch Tail meowed worriedly. "Well yeah, you looking like a swooning owl whenever you're near him, also you can hardly speak and I've seen you looking at him from across the camp~...|Dawn Breeze leaned in and whispered| you also only eat the prey HE hunted" Dawn Breeze giggled.
Birch Tail began to panic "PLEASE don't tell him! She begged. Dawn Breeze nudged her playfully and snorted "course I won't but you'll have to do it eventually" She teased.
Desperate to change the subject Birch Tail meowed challengingly "whoever catches more prey can tell the other what to do for three sunrises". "Deal!" Dawn Breeze meowed before dashing off.