A/N: yay! short chapter about Squirrelflight!
Squirrelflight quietly padded into camp, scanning the clearing for Brambleclaw. The sun was setting, washing the clearing in orange light. Everything is so pretty! She thought, smiling. The new deputy finally gave up looking and grabbed a small mouse from the fresh-kill pile. Squirrelflight quickly finished her meal. Still no sign of Brambleclaw. He's probably hunting or on border patrol. She reasoned, padding over to the warrior's den. Squirrelflight curled up in her nest, ears pricked. But the events of the past day had made her tired and she soon fell asleep.