The black Warrior scanned the clearing with his (unusual) dark blue eyes, his ears twitching for sound of prey.

But then he found you, one of his clan mates who was stalking up on a shrew, and pounced! You caught the shrew, gripping the fresh-kill in your jaws, turning. You then met the gaze of Blackice , who smiled slightly at you, as he trotted over to you “Nice catch.” He complimented. You nodded your thanks and walked off to camp, the black Tom followed behind you