A rustling sounded in the undergrowth, Greytail paused and slowly turned towards it. He settled in a hunters crouch and padded forward silently. As his yellow eyes peered from the undergrowth they caught sight of a rabbit and a large one at that. He got as close as he could and then he pounced, killing the prey with the sheer force. The grey tabby then picked up the rodent and trotted back to the meeting place, where everyone was waiting.
"Wow Greytail, that rabbit is huge!"
"Impressive catch Greytail"
"I bet that could feed three cats!"

The aforementioned tom proudly puffed out his chest, basking in the glory. The most anyone else had caught was a scrawny squirrel and mouse, sure signs that leafbare was coming. They walked back to camp, the apprentices chatting so much you couldn't even get a word in edgeways. When camp was in sight almost all the warriors sighed in relief, they were almost free of these overgrown kits.

A grey long-tailed tom padded into camp with a plump rabbit in his jaws, his paws heavy from his hunting patrol. "Well done Greytail," the OakClan deputy, Frostgaze, said," Take some well needed rest."
Greytail graciously thanked the kind grey tom, grateful for his consideration and padded to the fresh kill pile. He then hesitated,'the queens need it more than the warriors do.'

The yellow eyed tom padded toward the nursery and slipped through the roots covered in fluffy moss.
"Here, take this rabbit I caught," the grey tabby said, dropping the prey onto the ground.
Longfur, his sister, looked up at him wearily, took a few bites and said," Thank StarClan you gave me some food; I was about to claw the ears off the next warrior who ate from the freshkill pile."

"I can just imagine," Lionfur, Greytail's mate, purred while padding toward them, her normally fluffy fur slick from sweat. She touched noses with Greytail before she continued,"some warriors are so inconsiderate nowadays. You get some sleep now Longfur, you look tired."
"StarClan knows I am, I thought I was going to pass out," the brown tabby purred shortly before falling asleep.

As she watched the sleeping queen, she asked Greytail," Could you please get me a little something from the fresh kill pile? I'm starving."
"Anything for you Lionfur," he purred.
"I'll hold you to that!" she mockingly threatened as her mate padded off, her fur shining in the last rays of sunlight making it appear golden. As Greytail returned with a mouse, and gave it to his demanding mate, a clan meeting was called.

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Sorry for the short chapter. I'm not very good at getting inspiration so this happens. Oh well...

So what do you think the meeting is about? Does author dare put plot twist this early in story or is she simply making anti-climax? Put your answers in the comments.