It had been a week since they had found the camp, they had eaten all the apples, so now they had to hunt for food. Sparrowtail slowly crept up on a plump finch. She was only a foot away when...CRACK! Sparrowtail stepped on a twig. Sparrowtail bit her lip to keep from shouting, that had been the 5th on to run off, all she had caught so far was a lousy sparrow.
"This sucks big time," she turned around to pick up the sparrow she caught, but it wasn't there.
But there were some red hairs of a fox. This time it took all her will power to keep from screaming. Once Sparrowtail got herself under control she silently trudged back to camp. Where she noticed that everyone was crowded around Sandfur.
"What's going on?" Sparrowtail turned to her friend Brightear in curiosity.
"Sandfur caught a turkey!" Brightear was shaking from relief that they would finally get a decent meal.
Sparowtail gave Brightear a pity look, Brightear's face was as pale white as her side bang, and she was so skinny you could see her ribs. The whole clan had been suffering actually, especially the apprentices. Prey had been scarce that past week, pretty much everyday they had to divide a scrawny finch or sparrow between the whole clan! A couple times they had to go without food!
"I want this turkey plucked immediately!" Pinestar shouted in a commanding voice, the fun-loving twinkle gone from her eyes.
In fact, everyone had lost there bright eyed looks. Everyone looked so serious, as if they were a real clan worrying about prey shortage. Truthfully, Sparrowtail kind of thought they were a real clan! Sparrowtail sighed heavily as she waited for the bird to be plucked. It only took about twenty minutes before it was totally bald. Sparrowtail heaved herself up on her tired sticks for legs and cut herself out a piece of meat with her pocket knife.She bit into the bloody flesh, after about a week of starvation, animal blood can taste like pizza to the desperate, and in Sparrowtail opinion, it actually tasted pretty good. Sparrowtail gnawed on the tender, bloody flesh greedily. It was amazing what hunger, raw meat, and blood could do to you!
"Enjoying the kill?" Featherheart asked.
"Huh?" Sparrowtail turned around, shocked because she didn't notice her before.
"I asked if you were enjoying the fresh kill," Featherheart repeated brightly, though her eyes weren't in it.
"Yeah, creepy isn't it? Eating raw, bloody meat is pretty freakish," Sparrowtail looked away, ashamed that she was actually enjoying gory flesh.
"That's not freakish, I too, am really enjoying it. But I highly doubt that our opinion will be the same once we go home and have some real food," Featherheart said sympathetically.
"Thanks," Sparrowtail gave her a half smile.
Out of all the warriors, Featherheart was definately the kindest. Sparrowtail heaved another sigh and went to the warriors den to go to bed.