It's not fair. [Utterly Open]

[crimsonregret]

Crimsonpool crossed the forest floor, pondering over...well, everything. Why bad things always happened, especially within her family. A murderous father, a loving, but weak mother. A background such as this could drive any cat to the brink of insanity, which unfortuantely is where dearest Crimsonpool felt she lingering on. But, no.

Never. I will never be like him. Or like mother. I will be strong and I will not shar his blood-lust. I am better than no one but myself. I'll always withold my anger, but never withold my strength.

Feeling just a little bit more relieved, Crimsonpool allowed her eyes to scan the area. Sniffing the air, she scented prey. Pouncing to her left, she proudly re-entered the field with a mouce clutched tightly in her jaws. A barely familiar scent filled her nostrils as well; another ThunderClan cat was in the area.

Crimsonpool often distanced herself from her Clan members, not wanting to be associated with anyone who be potential danger or in her harm's way. She thought she could tell who it was, but she wasnt sure....

[fleabittengray]

Blue, gray, and white pelt manuvered around the Secret Woodland. He loved hunting! What a thrill it gave him! HE blinked his porcing blue eyes, his robins egg blue eyelashes consealing his orbs for a milliesecond. What paws unshated super sharp claws. HIs riplng muscles cold be seen under sleek pelt as he launched himself at a mouse nearby. As he stood again with it clutched in his mouth, he thought he heard another cat enarby. He dropped it and opened his mouth, exposing the scentglands on the roof if his mouth. Crimsonpool, a warrior! Picking up his mouse, the nine moon old ThundrClan apprentice dubbed BLuepaw padded over to her.

The always happy Bluepaw had never hung around with this she-cat. She was fairly new to him, for he had been out praticing with Raindance and Graytail lot, since he had no mentor. He wondered if she would mind if he hunted with her? It woul dbe a good cnace to practice and make a new friend!

Droping mouse infront of his frint paws, Bluepaw called out when he was within two tail lengths from the warrior Hello, Crimsonpool, it is I! Bluepaw! Want to hunt together?