~and then time goes whoosh and its next morning. :D~

Nightstar blinked open her tired eyes, sunlight pouring into her den. Looking around, she could see that she'd had a nightmare or something because she was away from where she'd fallen asleep and her claws were unsheathed, a few dents in the ground. She could also tell that she'd been coughing during her sleep because her throat burned terribly. She walked out of her den, about to go to the stream just outside of camp.

((I gotta find something else for the other cats to do...))

Nightstar climbed down the rocks that led to her den, walking towards the entrance. If only there was a stream INSIDE of camp, if would be a lot easier. She glanced at the fresh-kill pile, still stocked with food. After she got a drink she would...blinking a few times, she picked up her pace and shortly after got to the stream. She began thirstily lapping at the water, dehydrated. It quenched her thirst, and a bit of the pain in her throat, but certainly not all of it. She shook her head, then started walking back to camp.

Applepaw was scared. The larger twoleg had put her in a metal den, impossible to escape, nd she was airborne. She mewed pitifully as she was put down. The box started vibrating and she heard a roar. In sudden panic, she realized that she had been eaten by a monster!

 Nightcloud laughed softly. "It'll be alright Spoolpaw, death is only a part of life." she purred.

((Lol. I love how warrior cats call cars monsters. XD))

Nightstar walked back into camp, headed straight for the fresh-kill pile. She ended up picking a thrush, and walked over under the HighHill(is that even possible? Maybe there's a cave ro something. XD) She coughed again, sounding worse than last night, and bit into the bird, ripping it apart hungerily. While doing that, she also looked around for Crowheart or someone. She wanted to look for Applepaw, or for someone else to look for Applepaw.