Post by Raccoonstar on Aug 7, 2010 0:09:56 GMT -6
Duskwing woke from her dreamless sleep hungry. She almost never woke hungry, so this was a surprise. She assigned herself on a very quick hunting patrol that consisted of her and only her. She padded into the thick forest of seemingly never-ending ivy. She found a blackbird caught in the ivy and killed it easily. She also found a vole nibbling on a leaf, also easy prey. She buried the thrush for the Clan and ate the vole. Then she thought of something. Did the other Clans think she was as cold and hard as Silentstar was? Did all of the Clans believe that stereotype? She wasn't cold or hard! She cared for most cats, and only in battle did she think of herself. Was that why? Because no other Clan sees her except for in battle? She sighed. Where did this stereotype come from? Shatteredstar? No, it was there before then. She wasn't alive when the leader before Shatteredstar lead IvyClan. She vowed that she would find out where the stereotype came from and stamp it out for good! She snagged the thrush and headed back to camp, her thoughts focused on her vow.