[ThunderClan territory] The hope for newleaf

Flamepelt walked slowly through the forest. The ground was covered in a small layer of snow, glittering in the sunlight. She was out hunting for the clan, but even on a clear day like today, little prey was to be found. She was about to give up the hunt and return to camp, when she picked up the warm scent of a shrew. Flamepelt opened her jaws and pinpointed the direction of the scent. It was right in front of her! Now her eyes detected the shrew as well, it was busy searching food in the thick shelter. Hope flared through her body. Finally, she thought as she dropped in the hunter's crouch. Slowly she crept forward, only making the littlest of sound. She was upwind, the shrew would never scent her in time. About a tail-length away, Flamepelt leaped and caught the shrew with her front paw. She quickly took its life and murmured a thank you to StarClan. The shrew was small, but at least she was able to bring something back for the clan.
Hunger gnawled at her belly while she watched her catch. It was very tempting to eat the shrew, but she knew she'd never be able to do that. ThunderClan meant everything for her, even if that means she'll go hungry for days. Especially during leafbare, times were rough with little prey and almost no warmth. She didn't like leafbare at all, she couldn't wait for the first signs of newleaf.
Flamepelt buried the shrew and was about to continue her hunt as a new scent hit her nostrils. It was cat!

~~side note: eerste RPG post ever!~~