Stormclan camp

The stormclan camp is on an island just off the coast of the sea shore. in extremly bad weather they may move camp up outof the reach of the waves. Safe from predators its a good place for chicks to explore. The leaders hollow is in a old Fir tree. the Guardians hollow is in a long dead sycamore, and the nursery hollow is nearest the ground as there is no predators that might steal and eat the chicks. the medicine hollow is a nest up in the tall branches of a near bye oak.

Purefeather woke up silently. She walked slowly outside, making sure that no one else was sleeping. Once outside, she flew to a high branch of the dead sycamore tree. I wonder where the clan leader Stormstar is she thought, pirching around. Before she could do anything else, she noticed how hungry she is. I might as well catch some food she thought. Feeling the calm breeze ruffleing through her feathers, she lifted her wings and took flight.

~Battered Forest~

Flying back into camp, Purefeather held the mice carefully and swooped inside the guardian's nest. Feeling the furs of these live squirming mice, she squeezed them on their necks, choking them. When Purefeather felt no more movements, she dropped one sliding off of her claws and kept the other. Resting her wings, she held the mouse and started nibbling it, gradually biting its ears. Having a nice meal, she felt pleasant of her catch. But Purefeather knew she can do better, and catch some more later on.

Purefeather sighed of boredom. There was nothing the guardian can do, but just wander about. Life could be better if I had a family, and maybe my own chicks she thought. Peaking out of the guardian's hollow, everything sounds so quiet, so peaceful. Infact, it was like as if the StormClan's Camp was deserted. I guess I'll hunt down a hare, maybe two. I could fly around for a bit, just to pass the time. Swooping once again out of the dead sycamore, Purefeather decided to fly down to the Battered Forest again.

~Battered Forest~