Written in the Stars

sundance was absolutely in there, and chances were they were in the process of doing exactly what the two young apprentices was expecting right about now. sundance was relatively well kbown throughout camp to take great pride in appearances. at least twice a day, the golden cat would settle down and take the time to give himself a full wash over; like right now, for instance. a rough tongue ran along the length of his leg, flattening down unruly tufts and chewing out the knots and debris that had been picked up from the nest during the night's sleep. the sun was up outside, and they were hoping to finish up quickly in order to grab a bite to eat before all the good stuff was taken. "almost there.." the thought danced at the front of the warrior's mind. just because they liked to look the part didn't mean that grooming was fun to do. in fact, it got old extremely quickly... and so it was a relief when the last patch was smoothed out and ready to go. 

as sundance took a step out of their nest, something in camp caught their attention; "no way!" the cat hissed under their breath. someone else was making their way over to the fresh-kill pile right now, and he could see clear as day the bird that he wanted to sink his teeth into. quite desperately, sundance would pick up a quick bolt, hoping to reach the kill pile before the other, unable to take the potential risk that the clanmate take that piece that sundance wanted so desperately for himself. and perhaps he would of made it- if it weren't for those meddling kids. it was the second that feet breached the warrior's den that they became snagged on an invisible object, sending the warrior flying chin down onto the ground with a surprised yelp as he ate dirt. 

Tactical Kazuko