The last battle.. | Warrior Cats Additional

:♡ an informal meeting

Firestar swung his head up and the sense of movement through the bare forest. Prey was scarce, the clan could use anything they could find. He dropped into a hunters crouch, his pupils widening as he caught sight of the vole that was shuffling over the bare ground. He felt a grumble rising in his throat, however he quickly quietened it down. He pounced on the vole, hearing it squeak with his weight. He picked it up between his teeth, padding back to the den.

:♡

Passing the elders, Firestar couldn't help but feel a stab of grief in his stomach. Not long ago, a fire had hit the forest, killing Halftail, an elder, Patchpelt, a warrior, and Yellowfang, the medicine Cat. He sighed, padding across the clearing to the fresh kill pile. He grumbled, suddenly exhausted from a few hours of hunting. He lowered his head and jumped up onto the highrock, admiring his clan, then backed into his den and settled down.

:♡

He awoke a few hours later, numerous agitated hisses could be heard from outside. He only had to poke his head out for a second to realise what was going on. intruders! he lept down onto the bare floor and padded over to the congregation, expecting to see another clan raid. He stopped harshly, his eyes narrowing, but relief flooding his insides as he realised it wasn't a raiding party, or a hunting patrol, but it was Greystripe.