Silverstar exited her den, and stretched her legs. The fresh-kill pile was low, very low, with only a few small birds and four rabbits. She growled under her breath, wondering where all of her patrols were. They were supposed to be back by now. Instead, she grabbed two birds, and went to the Medicine cat den. She dropped one bird by Fernfang, and began eating the other. "How are things? Any hurt or sick cats?" She laid down, waiting for an answer.
~Fernfang~
Fernfang was napping when the leader came in, and she opened her eyes. She exited her nest, and gratefully took the bird she had dropped for her and began eating it. "No, nothing has happened recently. Only bad thing is some of my herbs have started going bad." She mumbled through feathers. "Any new promotions?" The leader shook her head no, and the medicine cat sighed. She was getting old, and needed an apprentice. She finished the bird, and sleepily blinked her eyes. She looked at a wall, thinking.
~Silverstar~
The silver cat finished her bird, and nodded. "See you later." The cat said over her shoulder, and went back outside of the den. She sat in the clearing, waiting for her patrols to return.