Sunclan?

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    "Well, pleasure to meet you both. I'm Blazeheart, warrior of SunClan." It was cool to meet a cougar that likes to meet cats. SunClan don't usually meet bigger cats nowadays, but it was nice to meet Miro.

    "Well met," said Miro in his usual minimalist approach, only a bare, deep little chirp. He moved on through the thickening snow {ooc: This is a retro thread so here comes the blizzard XD} towards the nearest shelter he knew. Thankful to be out of that camp. It had really begun to tempt him.

    "I say we should go to Brody's just so we can meet him and maybe if he'd let you stay then we could live there otherwise after that I'd want to go to Sunclan's new lands," Thermo mewed always liking adventures.

    "I said," drawled Miro as he pushed on through the snow, using his body to shield the kits from the cutting wind, "that's about two days away--longer for you. We got to hole up out of this storm."

    "Okay then maybe there's a big bush for us or something along those lines enar here that we can stay in," the red tabby suggested.

    "Which means we have to be patient. The storm could take hours or probably days to end, I'm not sure." Blazeheart meowed. "But any of you guys hungry?"

    "Not going to get anything in this." Miro stopped. He had smelt freshkill back at that camp. "You hungry? Wait here."


    He dashed back off into the snow, intending to grab them something recently killed at the Sunclan...or whatever it was...camp.

    "Well, I could have went with him, but he's gone." Blazeheart sighed. He was the best hunter in his Clan. He could go hunt in anything, even in harsh blizzards. But it would be a waste of time finding prey now, they would be hiding in their nice warm dens.

    Miro returned with a frozen rabbit, one of the best and freshest items he'd spied on the freshkill pile. He nodded for them to continue following him and led them out through the woods, away from twoleg land. A den, possibly once a bear's, had already been concealed fully in the snow. Miro pawed it away and some bush branched and slinked in.

    Blazeheart felt the snow grazing past his head. He kept on ducking his head from the flying snow.

    "Miro, you're not welcomed anywhere. Why?" The red tabby asked, but then he remembered that Miro had told them that he had ate cats before. And Theresa's family, so if Brody was part of Theresa's family... that's why. He turned towards Blazeheart, trying to distract himself from the question he asked. "My name's Wildphyre."

    "Nice to meet you Wildphyre." Blazeheart replied before a clump of falling snow landed on top of him.

    Miro placed the rabbit down in the den and invited them all to have some. "Because." He thought the reason was obvious. "I'm a cougar, and cougars eat anything they can, that isn't another cougar."

    "Yeah... I remembered you told us after I said it. Sorry." Wildphyre said, and actually looked like he was sorry for saying it. But why? Miro wouldn't care- would he? It was hard to read this cat sometimes. "Why can't you just eat other things? Animals meant to be prey?"

    "Awe it's okay Uncle Miro we know you try your best to not harm another cat's soul." Thermo mewed. "I love you daddy...I mean Uncle Miro."

    Creon took a couple of nibbles of of the rabbit and laid down hoping to get a bit of rest during this blizzard and preparing for the adventure ahead.

    Wildphyre took a frozen bite out of the rabbit and decided that he wasn't going to eat the rest of it right now. "Yuck. Can't we wait for it to thaw out?"