Astro couldn't sleep. It was only the first day of winter, but much too cold for a good night's rest. She decided to head for a midnight stoll, maybe burn up some energy.
The grass and trees were covered in a light dusting of frost and snowflakes were starting to slowly tumble from the sky. There was the sound of quiet, nervous singing from a cat called Hollow. It stood out against all the other sounds, well, it would if there were any. It was silent. The silloughette of a medium-sized fluffy cat punced up onto a gigantic rock nearby. A few smaller cats followed behind.
"come on, slowcoaches, my grandma could run faster than that!" The hiss of the largest cat rung out.
"ugh, fine!" another one moaned, annoyed. "where, exactly, are we going, Smoky?"
"Home, Kestral."
"You mean, back to the Iceclaw camp?"
"YES, where else?" The larger cat wasn't usually in this mood, but she had stayed up half the night on lookout duty and hadn't gotten enough sleep.
One by one they padded towards Nightclaw territory, leaving deep pawprings in the muddy ground. Meanwhile there was a single dog heading toward Stormclaw. She passed near the cats and they pricked up their ears.
"Filthy place, this is.." She growled, stopping herself. "IceClaw...."
A grey dog named Astro uttered the words, shaking her head and then running off toward her own territory.
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