LEAF-BARE;

That was the most lethal season of the year, in Angel's opinion of course, he had been CRAVING for a bird since the snow started to cover the long and steady grass of the meadows in Feather Clan territory.. But no animal dared to put a feet on that cold territory.. Thar obviously difficulted things for the clan, and Angel was fully aware of so. The clan had tried to ask for help from other clans, asking for a little of their hunting grounds -which weren't too affected by the snow- so they could at least feed the apprentices, but nothing. Sun'Star already had enough sick cats and couldn't bare to share hunting grounds in this situation, Forest'Star was already dealing with hungry Queens and kits deads and Shadow'Star would never led any clan hunt in their grounds across the Thunder path, even if the place was immense. Feather Clan was in critical state, but things had gotten better when the cats of the prophecy appeared: Sam and Dean, a loner and a Rogue, whose were now part of his clan.. How great. Dean was brute and violent, something Angel despised, meanwhile Sam was more of a calm one.

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It has been a cold evening for Angel, having to hold his tongue while Dean started an argument with him wasn't easy. Angel had gone out to hunt, trying to find any bird. He didn't care if it was a stupid Crow anymore, he just NEEDED a bird, Although, he had to feed the Clan first. His growling stomach was arguing. about that part though. Castiel moved swiftly through the snow. He was sure that in this part of the meadows he ha heard some feather rustling, and he knew perfectly what king of bird was: a Hawk. He had already warned the Queens to keep the Kits on check so now he was checking it up. As he looked around, he crouched and hide behind some bushes, and there it was.. The most beautiful cat he had ever seen in his life; Shiny black pelt and round and red eyes.. Wait, that was definitely a Blood Clan cat! What was he doing here! Castiel calmed down as soon as he saw the dead hawk on the floor, dead