un poco loco ;; open, food

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    Wolfgang had been off exploring a bit for the past day. He had met a few SkyClanners- truly some nice cats. The territory was a refreshing change of pace from BloodClan. Their leader may have accidentally suggested he steal prey from WindClan, as there weren't any rabbits on SkyClan territory. So, Wolfgang came home with a rather plentiful meal consisting of his favorite food- rabbits! Wolfgang had three dangling from his mouth, which was rather heavy to carry and took him hours to catch. He figured his family and friends deserved a real meal, after the weak they'd had. Not just sewer rats. He carried his catches into the tunnel, hoping the smell would draw the little ones into the safety of their camp rather than the danger of the surface. The more time they spent inside the sewers, the safer they were.



    Rabbit, how the fresh smell of real food made Waspwing's heart soar. She had missed eating something other than rats and half-rotten twoleg food that was fished from the garbage cans outside of their houses and buildings. The she-cat approached her son, a weak smile curling onto her face as she tilted her head at the sight of Wolfgang's mouth bulging with three or four bunnies. This was an...odd sight. "Do you need some help, Wolfie?" She asked quietly, reaching out a bit to give her eldest son a small lick on the cheek. She missed this, she missed her son. She had been busy lately with all of the pain and the healing, but she was glad to see that Wolfie was doing okay.