You, Talltail, and Shrewclaw were hunting on the moor. There weren't many trees, except for a small copse just ahead. The rustling of wings could be heard, implying there was a bird somewhere, just waiting to be killed! Before any of you could act on it, Talltail leaped onto a rabbit and killed it with a swift bite to its neck. The black-and-white tom looked prideful.

Shrewclaw: "Nice catch, Wormtail." The brown tom snorted, his tail curling in amusement behind him.

Talltail hissed, clearly not too fond of the nickname his Clanmate was repeatedly using of him every day.

Talltail: "Cut it out, Shrewclaw! Grow out of that thing, will ya?"