Sunpool and Hickorystorm
Bonding
Near the fresh-kill pile
18
PCs:
Hollyclaw, Warrior of ShadowClan
Sunpool, Warrior of ShadowClan
Dawnflurry, Deputy of ShadowClan
Mistyleaf, Warrior of ThunderClan
Thornstrike, Warrior of RiverClan
Shadesleek, Warrior of WindClan
Morgan, Royal Scion of Camelot
Duke, Rogue
NPCs:
Hawkfeather, Elder of ShadowClan
Nettlesky, Warrior of RiverClan
Ceridwen, Princess of Camelot
Hickorystorm had been lounging not far from the fresh-kill pile and if he had eyes, he would have blinked in surprise as Sunpool flopped down then rolled, her fur brushing his. He had thought he had been out of the way. Stupid him.
"Wish I was." He grumbled rather bitterly before lifting his voice to be a bit more audible to his unwitting companion. "I miss being able to hunt. It was relaxing and knowing that I was bringing food back for the clan made it fulfilling. Even when I wasn't able to bring anything back, it still felt like I was useful."
The chocolate tabby and white tom stretched his nose to snuff curiously at her, head tilted curiously before ending on a hint of surprise. "What all did you catch? Smells like you at least caught a duck?"