Lionstorm strolled out of the warriors den. He loved the lush green forest of Thunderclan. He shot a quick glance at Blueclaw. Then swerved toward the fresh kill pile and picked up a vole and padded over in the sun. He started to eat when he saw out of the corner of his eye Blueclaw sit down in the shade of a willow tree. They were two very different cats but somehow he found comfort in her company. Of course he didn't like her. At least he didn't think so. After the vole he joined a hunting patrol. As then headed into the forest he let his scenes stroll through the forest. "Lionstorm!
A distant voice called. He snapped his head in the voices direction pretending that he was listening. "Yes Blueclaw?"
He tried to sound focused. Though she didn't seem convinced she nodded and continued on. He quickly followed her keeping in step with her until the patrol reached the abandoned twoleg bridge. "We'll hunt in pairs." Whiteheart Lionstorms previous mentor announced. Sunstroke and Whitheart quickly paired. Leaving him and Blueclaw not much of a choice. They paired and began hunting.