Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Winterstorm exited the camp as well. The group of four cats moved out in to the moorland. Its expanse sometimes felt endless. The roling grass and soft knolls were a comforting sight to any Windclan cat. When they had gotten a good distance from the camp, Winterstorm stopped and sniffed the air. It was full of ht etang of rabbits. She licked her lips and flicked her tail for her companions to beging their hunt as well. The black and white she cat leaned down a bit but not low to the ground like a Thunderclan cat. She crept forward until she was only about a fox length away from a rabbit. The jumpy creature heard her and sprang from its hiding place. With a wave of excitment, the deputy bolted after it. Her powerful legs kicked up dirt as she followed the creatuer nimbly. As soon as she was close enough she reached out a paw and swiped its back legs. The rabbit was sent sprawled and Winterstorm jumped upon it. With killed it quickly and licked her jaws.

Winterstorm grinned widely, "Well done!" she called. She picked up her catch and trotted toward him. Not to long later she heard paw steps coming toward them and saw little Stonepaw carrying a rabbit that was almost as big as he was. "Great catch!" he exclaimed with a cheerful smile. The young gray tom flushed under her praise.
"Thank you," he smiled sheepishly. Grayflight appeared behind him with a large grin. Her chest puffed out, obviously proud of her apprentice.
"Alright," Winterstorm sighed, "Lets burry these and try to get one more each. That way we have enough for the rest of the clan." With a nod Grayflight and Stonepaw disappeared again. Winterstorm turned a smile to Fireleaf. "Be back in a bit." She called and waved her tail. She trotted away for a bit until she caught the scent of another rabbit. With a grin she repeated the process of catching the creature. When her fangs sank in to the rabbit, it had an odd taste. Something wasnt right about it, but she ignored it. Food was food, and Windclan defianantly needed its food.

Winterstorm glanced up to the sky. The sun was in the west and setting quickly. It would still be a while yet but it was better to get home now. she picked up her rabbit and trotted back to where she had left te other one. Grayflight and Stonepaw came back with two more rabbits as well. "Alright everyone, good hunt today. Lets get back and get some rest." With a grin she picked up her two and trotted away. The others followed close behind. The taste of the odd rabbit still lingered in her mouth making her cringe a bit. Perhaps she shouldnt bring this one back. Yet she didnt want to waste it. With a sigh she decided to keep it. The samll group of cats padded in to camp by the time the sun had fallen further and almost sank behind the tall moorland grasses. The tossed their prey on to the pile and the deputy turned back to the group. "Take a good rest everyone," she purred with warmth.

Winterstorm had watched him go. She frowned slightly and wondered why he had left after such a long day. Perhaps he wanted some time alone or he had forgotten something. With a sigh she trotted out after him. The sun was seetin now and blazed the sky a beautiful orange pink. Darkness crept across the eastern sky by the time she had caught up to the tom. He sat in a river that flowed easily and was crystal clear. "Isnt it odd that a Windclan cat should like to sit around in the water?" she teased him. Her mouth pulled in to a smile as she trotted closer. "Arent you afraid of growing gills?" she teased further.