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    "Go back to camp." Flamespirit ordered Grassheart. "I'm going to hunt." Grassheteart dipped her head and trudged back to camp, and Flamespirit dropped into a hunter's crouch.

    OOC: Okay!


    IC: Flamespirit breathed in. The fresh scent of rabbit drifted into her nose. She spotted it's white tail, bobbing in the ferns. She pulled herself closer, and pounced. She nipped it's neck, and picked it up. Flamespirit dragged it back to camp.

    Flamespirit ran into Swiftpaws. "Oh hey, Swiftpaws!" She meowed.

    OOC: I am talking to Swiftpaws, he said hi.


    "What are you doing?" She asked. "Collecting herbs?"

    Flamespirit blinked. "I'll escort you home." She mewed, her voice muffled by the rabbit in her mouth.

    OOC:The day when they found Honey is not over yet guys.


    Jetstar looked at Honey."For now until your kit is old enough and big enough to fend for itself you may stay with us" he said."Follow me".


    Hawkfeather took out 3 other cats on his patrol.He saw Grassheart coming back."Go back to your patrol.You two arn't done" he said.

    "Thank you but, you don't understand!" She cried, "My mother and father are dead!" Then she began to fallow him with a light ginger tabby kit in her mouth.

    "You can sort things out when you get to camp.But i must ask you to do me one favor" he meowed as he led the way."Don't distract or stop Flamespirit from serving her clan and doing her duties.She is the clan deputy.I don't want to have to appoint a new one in her place because she's always distracted and not serving her clan" he meowed as they reached the camp entrance.

    Flamespirit nodded to Swiftpaws, and guided him back to camp. She stopped as Grassheart ran to them. "Patrol isn't done, Jetstar says." She panted. Flamespirit looked at Swiftpaws. They were close to camp now. "Okay, Swiftpaws. I'll leave you to it." She meowed, beckoning Grassheart with her tail, and together they leaped into the ferns and dissapeared.

    Flamespirit's belly felt sick and nervous, but she could not understand why. She ignored the feeling, and advanced into the snowy forest with Grassheart on her side.