Wind of Change (tagged)

[Isilme]

Gin was hungry, he had give all the food he managed to catch to his kits with leaf bare so close the silver tom was growing desperate enough to venture into the clan territories in search of prey, they would understand right? They had plenty of warriors to hunt while he was only one to keep all of his kits alive and health, green eyes scanned the ambient in hope of finding some kind of prey trail but the more time passed without no sucess in his hunt more nervous he became, the tabby had no idea just how close he was from Leafclan camp and he didn´t really cared at the moment, his only worry was to find food and go back, the tom eyes found a distracted squirell and he got in position to kill it before being detected, he had to get out of that territory and fast.

Icestorm

[Icestorm]

Thornfur had decided to do some training, as a way to get out of the clan. He was on edge, and was hoping this training would help him. Maybe it would relax him. The large tom jumped through the trees exercising his powerful legs. His mind racing as anger surged through his blood again. He couldn't stop thinking about Birdheart and That Kit.

The large tom stopped on a branch when he scented something wrong. Another cat, but no one he knew. His eyes narrowed as the strange cat came into his sight. The mouse-brained cat was hunting! On Leafclan territory, when Leafbare was just around the bend! The tom was not having this. His clan could use that squirrel to feed the kits, his kits.

With a seriousness in his tone, "Hey! That's Leafclan's squirrel!"

[Isilme]

Gin stopped dead in his tracks watching helpless as the prey ran away starled by the sudden noise, he simple stared at the place the squirrel had been a few moments before anger starting to build inside his chest, the silver male took a deep breath to calm himself down before looking to the stranger his tail lashing behind him showing just how unhappy he really was. "That is the forest squirrel, anyone can hunt it." He said coldly his voice low. "Now if you excuse me, I need to find some food." The tabby said and turned his back to the clan cat fully intenting to track that squirrel down and catch it this time.

[Icestorm]

"That was a squirrel on Leafclan territory. No one, but Leafclan members can hunt here!" Thornfur snarled at the stranger. The large tabby moved his way down the tree in a show of pure strength and Leafclan agility, his muscles rippling. His blood was boiling before, but now. Now he felt like he could explode. "You aren't going any further. Turn around and leave. Before I have to make you." He said trying to use his large size to intimidate the tom. After all, Thornfur was well built and large for a senior warrior.