Limefrost swiftly padded out of the nursery after a short nap. The tortoiseshell she-cat headed straight for the fresh-kill pile. When she had reached it, Limefrost poked her nose through the pile, looking for something out-of-the-ordinary. Fish, fish, fish, mouse, the queen went through the prey in her head, Oh! A sparrow!. She grasped the brown bird in her jaws, and looked around for a place to sit and someone to share tongues with.
Last Edit: May 23, 2011 16:53:37 GMT -5 by Limefrost
Clan: RainClan Rank: Queen Appearance: tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes Mate: :3 Kits with Current Mate: Expecting
"Alright, then.", Limefrost replied, slashing the sparrow in half with her thorn-sharp claws. This reminded her of her warrior days; the queen missed hunting most of all. Limefrost pushed a half of the fresh-kill over to Lighningstrike.
Clan: RainClan Rank: Queen Appearance: tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes Mate: :3 Kits with Current Mate: Expecting