Bringing in his catch

[Snowmark]

Snowmark walked over to the fresh kill pile and dropped his squirrel down, feeling a sense of triumph over catching the overconfident thing. He had gotten a scratch on his paw pad for it but he almost felt it was worth it. The scratch was still hurting and walking on it wasn't helping but at least it wasn't bleeding much anymore. His stomach felt empty, he had gotten up early to hunt. He was happy to notice that the clan looked much more awake now and it was starting to warm up as the sun rose higher in the sky. Not such a chilly morning anymore. He had fed his clan, now he could eat. He bent down and took a small bird that would be his breakfast. He would eat then go ask the medicine cat for a few poppy seeds. Snowmark walked over to where the other warriors ate and started on his meal, hoping no one else smelled the remaining blood on his paw pad.







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Snowmark: Thunder Clan Warrior - Tom
Maywhisker: Wind Clan Warrior - She-cat
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