Claw padded through dark forest claws unsheathed he quickly went into a hunting crouch his dark brown fur hidden in the undergrowth as a he scented a nice tasty vole suddenly he ran forwards and slashed the vole with his large claws (err I had an idea maybe the rouge things could hunt here its stupid idea never mind) Claws ears pricked up his fur fluffed up with rage not another one of those annoying patrols they scare all the prey away he hissed outloud

He forgot his anger as he spotted a beautiful black she-cat in the patrol he picked up his prey and went to another area away from the patrol