Yumyum, Food! <33 - open! -

[Risa [Isis]]

[shadow=red,left,300]And I feel like I'm fine today,
I feel like I'm ready to take this on
And I'll fight you to the grave for it
I'll never let you take a part of me with you[/shadow]

Soft white paws hit the snow-covered ground, marking the descent to the fresh-kill pile with paw-prints. The path they left trailed slightly, as if their owner wasn't quite sure what to do with themself. A flash of fiery red, and a ginger tail swung back and forth as the ginger tom reached the pile.

"The hunting patrols seem to be having good luck," Frostfoot murmured to himself, gazing over the stock with a trained eye. Mice, rabbits, even a squirrel. Amythest-hued gaze bright, he wondered what he should have. He wasn't quite sure what he fancied, or even if he was allowed to.

He was quite new at this medicine cat business - was he supposed to do something before eating? Perhaps take some herbs. He remembered when he was an apprentice, he sometimes had to take food to Moonglow. So he didn't have to pick his own food? But he was here already - should he just take something and go? Where would he go? To his den, or the main clearing to share tongues?

With a sigh, he realized that if Silentsong were here, she would know. Then, with a jolt, he realized that he couldn't think of her now. Not after what had happened . . . That was okay, though. Frostfoot was able to handle it.

Pushing thoughts of the beautiful she-cat from his mind, he continued standing there, quite puzzled indeed.