Birch Tail was quickly woken by Grass Whisker poking her side. "Hunting patrol." He meowed. Birch Tail nodded and stepped out of the warriors den. The hunting patrol was made up of Birch Tail, Grass Whisker, Dawn Breeze and Ice Pelt. "Great you brought her now let's go, were the last hunting patrol of the day so let's make it count!
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"So tell me what's wrong?" Dawn Breeze had fallen behind to match Birch Tail's pace."It's nothing okay! Just leave me alone!" BirchTail hissed as she sped off into the bushes.
When they had all made it back to camp, Birch Tail had caught a really fat Chaffinch. Cedar Fur padded over to her to congratulate Birch Tail on her catch, but before he could utter a word Birch Tail lifted her head and stalked off to drop her prey on the pile. She casted a swift glance back and saw utter confusion and hurt fill his expression.
The sky was beginning to get tainted by a few streaks of red as the sun slowly sank. Birch Tail sadly trudged into the warriors den. She had been avoiding Cedar Fur all day, and that really hurt her, but there was nothing else she thought she could do.
As Birch Tail tried to settle down and get comfortable she felt like her nest was full of thorns and needles. It came to a point that she couldn't take it anymore. She needed a place where she could be alone and think. 'Of course! She'd visit her favourite tree and look at the stars.' So she scanned the den, everyone was asleep. As she shuffled past all the sleeping warriors she nearly stepped on a tail by a mouse-whisker!
Once she had made it outside successfully a cool midnight breeze ruffled her fur, she enjoyed the feeling, then oh-so silently she sneaked out when the guards head was turned.