Time to hunt ( JUMP iN)

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    Tuftflare padded through the marshy forest, feeling the mud in her toes. As she walked along, the tortie with a stubbed tail scented the humid air i any signs of prey.

    Blackheart was also on the patrol with Tuftflare. "Do you smell something?" he asked her.

    "The air is kind of musky, but i scent a few water voles." Tuftflare meowed , grooming her paws. "What do you smell, Blackheart?"

    "Some water voles, yeah, but also a blackbird and a mouse."

    Tuftflare nodded. She was made a warrior almost a moon ago and was really enjoying the role of a warrior in her clan."What should we hunt for?"

    "Water voles."

    Blackheart bounded over and quickly caught one of many voles. "C'mere! There are a bunch!"

    Tuftflare's amber eyes shined in excitement. She bound over to Blackheart, looking at all of the voles. "Wow! There are alot!!!" She whispered, trying not to scare the voles away. Tuftflare lowered to the ground, and crept closer to a vole, then finally, pounce!!! She caught the vole and buried it where she would remember.

    Blackheart caught many more, then asked Tuftflare if they should go and put them on the freshkill pile.

    Tuftflare nodded, catching a few more voles before they would return back to ShadowClan camp. She trotted over to where she buried the voles, and she dug them up, ready to head back. "Lets go!" She meowed happily, her eyes bright.

    Blackheart padded back to the camp where he deposited the prey on the freshkill pile.

    Tuftflare twitched her ears. Something didnt seem right, but she couldnt figure out what it was, Tuftflare was deep in thought as she walked over to the fresh kill pile and set her catch down. She could still scent something strange in camp.

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    Tuftflare glanced at Sharpfire. " Something seems strange in camp... i dont know what. She flicked her tail in concern.

    Thanks lol XD) Sharpfire sighed. "If you need help sniffing out whats wrong I can help you. I mean, I've got nothing better to do" he meowed, secretly hoping to have some good,fun, mischief.

    Blackheart walked over to Sharpfire. "Hello," he said. "Me and Tuftflare were just on a hunt. Did something happen?" he asked Tuftflare.