Getting started

[lilybolt]

Lilystar stood at the in the entrance of her den. She was watching her clan move about in the morning light. She walked over to the fresh kill pile. It was looking a little low. She would have to order a hunting patrol soon. Lilystar gazed around the clearing for cats who might be interested in the job. Gingerpelt was walking towards her. "Morning!" she meowed. "Want to go hunt?" Lilystar twitched her whiskers. Her sister had always thought like her, partly why she made such a great deputy. "Sure!" Meowed Lilystar. Together they headed off out of camp. As they left, Lilystar told one of the other cats they were in charge. She smelled the fresh air and began to run, calling for her sister to follow.

[brightfire]

Brightfire yawned and flexed his legs.
He had fell asleep in the shadow of the high rock which hid his body outline. and he was downwind of most of the clan.
He quietly padded over to the kill pile.
Now a real Rouge would have taken a kill even if the pile was low.
Brightfire sighed as his stomach growl loudly.
"I know"
He meowed to his stomach. He walked away.