{~ Finally pulled enough Brookestar muse to reply.. And enough time away from WoW xD~}
Brookestar kept his eyes on his prey. It was a mouse, a brown, meaty mouse. They definatly had no lack of food, but still, why not treat yourself when prey was good? Three.Two.One. Brookestar leaped upfrom his low crouch and jumped a top the mouse. A sharp bite killed the mouse in a second. The leader had a smirk on his face. Picking the dead food up by it's tail, musceles worked as they walked back into the area of the camp. Then, a fimilar scent drifted into his black nose. It was Twoface, Brookestars loyal deputy. Digging up a hole to hide the fat mouse, swift pays covered it up with dirt and padded softly along the forest floor. "Twoface.. greetings." The calico toms hair was standing on end. Luckily, this place had no scents of the dumbstruck towlegs.
{~Must get back to WoW so this sucked lol~}