sure!
A purr escaped the chocolate she-cat's muzzle as she entered camp with the evening hunting patrol. Briarstar's old apprentice, Cloudstripe, padded quickly after her, followed by Mudpaw, Littlespring, Crowlight, and Pikefur. All six cats had two pieces of prey each and dropped their catches on the prey pile. It seemed that the prey was so plentiful that Thunderclan would have more than enough to eat. Yowls of approval were shot towards the group before Briarstar broke away and appeared next to Stormgaze, her white-pelted deputy. The gray-tailed tom had already pulled together the members going to the Gathering. "Good job, Stormgaze. Let's go!" The leader felt pride pulse in her paws as she pushed out of camp, headed for the lake.
It wasn't long before the forest cats approached the island - Briarstar balanced easily on the fallen tree, crossing to the land. Pausing, the fishy scent of Riverclan entered her nostrils. They were almost always first as they lived closest to the island.




