Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27492740-20160919015619/@comment-27492740-20161104020738

(Sure, I'll just put her out hunting and then she can come in)

Snowpaw shook out her fur as she padded into camp, two mice hanging from her jaws. She had felt cramped and lonely ever since Stormpaw left on patrol, and she had to go do something useful. But now it was back to camp, where Stormpaw still wasn't there and she didn't want to talk to anyone with all those syndicate cats around.