()A small snack()

[lostheart]

The light colored tom padded inside the camp. After a full day of hunting and patrolling the clan's boundaries lines he deserved a rest, even if it was a small one. In his jaws he carried what he had caught. Gingerly he laid them down on the fresh kill pile. He took only a small rabbit to eat himself. His muscles rippled beneath his pelt as he padded over toward a shadowed corner of the camp and sat down. Vigorously he started to tear the rabbits flesh so he could eat the sweet and juicy meet. His dark brown eyes did not look around the camp like most cats would. Instead Darkclaw focused only on his food.

[~*Speckles*~]

Specklestripe, a small heavily muscled light-colored tom who bore darker speckles in a stripe down his back, slid quietly out of the forest with a mouthful of prey. He had been out hunting, and had been fairly successful. He threw the prey down in the kill pile and then chose a plump mouse. He spotted Darkclaw and trotted over to join him. 'Mind if I join you?' he asked with a grin after setting his mouse down carefully. His gold eyes looked into Darkclaw's, quite friendly for he was feeling in a good mood today.

[lostheart]

The deputies dark brown eyes glanced up at his fellow clan mate. "Sure," Darkclaw grunted looking back down at his food. He scooted over a bit so Speacklestripe would have room to sit. He looked back up at Speacklestripe and gave him a half smile. The small speckled tom was one he didn't mind to much. Specklestripe was a loyal Thunderclan warrior and one who obeyed orders. Darkclaw would not start a conversation with Speacklestripe but he would continue one if the other tom started it.

[~*Speckles*~]

Speckletripe smiled as he picked up his food and sat down next to Darkclaw. 'Thanks.' He crunched into the mouse and sighed with relief as the delicious meat began to soothe his aching stomach. 'Nice hunting today.' he commented. He wasn't much of a conversationalist generally, but he liked to at least give a try at it. He licked his lips before taking another bite, he was very thankful for that plump mouse. He twitched his short tail in contentment as a slight breeze blew at his ear tufts. He shook his head slightly, not liking the feel of the wind tugging at his ear tufts. He had often wished that he didn't have ear tufts, they got on his nerves, always getting tugged at by the wind and then always needing washed which of course meant that he would have to spend extra time grooming himself.

[lostheart]

The creamy colored tom nodded his head to his fellow clan mates sign of gratitude. Darkclaw then went on with his small meal. His wimpy rabbit was already half devoured and he his belly told him that he might want another one. He hadn't eaten hardly any thing all day except for a small wood thrush that morning before setting out. He deserved another one too. He was a fairly big tom and had done nothing but work all day. After Speacklestripe commented on the hunting he nodded. "Yes the hunting has been good," he replied quickly then asked, "So what have you been doing today?" He said it slowly and tried not to make it obvious that he would not be to happy if Speacklestripe had done nothing for his Thunderclan. But he doubted that this particular warrior would give him any reason to fret.

[~*Speckles*~]

Specklestripe sighed. 'Hunting. That's about all I've been doing today. Caught a water vole, a squirrel and a chaffinch. Almost caught a couple of mice but it got away.' He growled slightly at the rememberance of him missing his quarry. He didn't like to miss, and he rarely did so it made him even more irritated when he did miss. He took another bite of the mouse. 'How about you?' he asked curiously. 'Keeping busy?' he grinned.

[lostheart]

"Yeah, I went on a patrol this morning and then I hunted for the rest of the day," Darkclaw informed Speacklestripe politely. He had demolished the last of his rabbit and sat looking at its remains longingly for a moment. A look a pure hunger filled his eyes as he glanced over at the fresh kill pile. His belly rumbled. He had caught lots of prey and it really wouldn't matter if he had another small snack. Darkclaw glanced up at Speacklestripe then back at the pile of food. Soon he nodded that he would be back and padded over to the fresh kill pile and took only a plump mouse before padded slowly back over to Speacklestripe. He lay down on the nice cold ground and began to eat his mouse with out even looking back up at the speckled tom.

[~*Speckles*~]

Specklestripe smiled at Darkclaw. 'You've had a busy day.' he commented. He licked up the last remnants of his mouse, quite satisfied with his meal. He looked back at Darkclaw. 'Sometimes I'm glad that I'm small, less food can fill me up quicker than others. Though it gets irritating sometimes being smaller than everyone else.' He slid down into a laying position and stretched comfortably out on the ground, watching Darkclaw the while.

[{sorry it's so short, muse went byebye for a bit }]

[lostheart]

{{lol thats ok I know what thats like!}}

"Very true," Darkclaw meowed with a mouth full of mouse so it sounded more like, "Mury Mu." He swallowed his food and repeated his words so Speacklestripe could understand them. He took another bite a bit embarrassed, his long whitish tan tail lashed out a bit then settled down. He bent over to bite into the mouse once again. It tasted very good and was most satisfying.

[~*Speckles*~]

Specklestripe grinned as the deputy spoke with his mouth full, that was something that his sister had always gotten on him about. She was always correcting him in some way, but they had still been such good friends. He put his ears back and shook his head, as if to shake away his memories like an annoying fly. 'Mice are some of the best eating.' he grinned. 'I always try to get one of them.' he licked his lips as he remembered the taste of the mouse that he had just consumed. He noticed that his paw was still a little messy from his meal and he proceeded to give himself a thorough washing.

[lostheart]

The deputy nodded his head in agreeable, "Yes they are quite delectable." Darkclaw had practically demolished most of his mouse. He chewed the last bite very slowly trying to make it last. It tasted sweet and juicy as he swallowed it then looked down at his empty paws in disappointment. "Any plans for tomorrow?" he asked.

[~*Speckles*~]

Specklestripe shrugged. 'Depends on if I'm assigned to do something. If not then I'll probably go hunting again. He stretched out on the ground, happy to rest after his day of hunting. 'You?' he asked, looking at Darkclaw curiously. He always had thought that it would be fun to be deputy, in fact he had hoped to be one when the last deputy had died. He bore no ill will towards Darkclaw nonetheless, his desire to become deputy he concealed easily. He had learned how to hide many things in fact, more things than made him feel comfortable.

[lostheart]

Darkclaw shrugged blankly. "Just normal deputy duties," He said in a deep voice. Though he was still a young cat, Darkclaw was already finished growing and maturing. His life was much different now that he was Thunderclan's deputy. So much more to do and take care off. He could hardly imagine even having an apprentice right now. His first and only apprentice had perished in a terrible sickness. The one that made him deputy. He was sure there were more suited warriors for this job but as long as he was deputy he would do his best. "Anything new going on with you?" he asked Specklestripe. Darkclaw felt like keeping the conversation going a bit longer.

[~*Speckles*~]

Specklestripe shook his head. 'No, now that I don't have an apprentice anymore things have really slowed down for me. Just patrols and hunting.' He yawned. His apprentice had fallen ill and died not too long after he had been made apprentice. Specklestripe had been rather excited to have an apprentice and he was disappointed that he wasn't around anymore. He had like his apprentice very much and missed him now. Specklestripe shook himself, and looked back at Darkclaw. 'I wish I still had my apprentice, it just feels strange without him now, even though I wasn't his mentor for very long I liked him as much as if I had known him for moons.' he sighed as he let out this regret.

[lostheart]

"Yeah I know what you mean," Darkclaw frowned. His apprentice must've died the same time Specklestripes did. That sickness was horrible. He was glad his little sister had not gotten sick to. However he was not glad Goldenpaw had run away to Windclan. He had not seen her since the day she left. And when he thought of her he felt a tug of bitterness in his heart. Goldenpaw had been selfishly tricked and brain washed by that snake of a warrior, What ever his name was. The sandy colored tom flexed his claws unhappily. What he would give to tear that tom apart for stealing his sister.