Duskfeather followed her a little more seriously. He was still feeling a bit guilty about Robinpaw's voice. If only I had kept a closer eye on her... He shook it off and perked up immediately.
Ravenclaw nodded to his brother and Robinpaw. "Will you two come hunting with me?" he asked, nodding his head towards the freshkill pile.
Robinpaw purred again. She waved her tail at Ravenclaw then looked at Duskfeather excitedly. She felt like running is circles until she was dizzy. So she did!
Robinpaw was hiding in a pile of leaves waiting for something to p*censored* by her. She saw something and lept at it, only to realize that it was Duskfeather that she had lept on.
Duskfeather stopped dead in his tracks, eyes growing wide and body going as ridgid as rock. He was at Nanoa's cave.
Nanoa walked outside, and narrowed her milky eyes at Duskfeather. She snarled angrily and fluffed up her ragged fur. "Male cats are not allowed here!" she roared.
Ravenclaw stood beside his brother, claws unsheathed. He snarled and yowled at the she-fox.