Talk:The Clearing/@comment-5848148-20160708162804/@comment-4593657-20160709033715

Briarpelt padded out of the Warriors' Den, eyeing the pile. Limited supplies. She'd eat, then she'd go out on a solo hunt; that was usually her plan when she noticed the pile's low supply. That morning she'd gone on patrol anyway.

She went to retrieve a rabbit from the pile before laying down a little ways away from Catscratch to eat herself, the sun shining on her light brown tabby pelt.