If this went on much longer, Lady Avorio feared her Clan would starve to death. Famine was engulfing them, bit by bit until it swallowed them completely.
But what could they do? The forest was empty and eerily silent. The femme hadn't heard the chirp of a passing bird or the rustling of a vole in well over a week. Their only other option was to push their pride aside and ask for help.
It was a marvel that Avorio had managed to make the journey to ShadowClan whilst carrying two baskets (one empty and the other filled with herbs she intended to trade). How she would gather the energy she didn't have to make it back home, Lady didn't know.
'ShadowClan, my name Lady Avorio and I'm the leader of Skulls,' the femme began, not even Super Senses able to strengthen her hunger-weakened voice. 'We need help. We are suffering a famine and, I hate to ask this of you, but, please, if you have any prey you can give us... I have herbs to give you in return.'