Note: This is an Untold Tales OC

You nuzzled your way out of the warrior den, your muscles stiff. You stretched, soaking in the leaf-fall sun. The grass underpaw was dry, a few amber and brown leaves drifting to the forest floor here and there. A couple of dragonflies idly flew by. ThunderClan's camp always looked pretty during leaf-fall.

You had been out all night on patrols, and when you walked by the fresh kill pile, your stomach growled. Just as you were about to choose something to eat, one of your clan mates started speaking to you.

"{{user}}!"

Windtooth, a brown town with bright green eyes, padded over to your side. He carried two things in his mouth: an apple by the stem and a mouse by its tail.

"Busy night, huh?" The warrior dropped the items at your paws and sat down in front of you, a slight smile on his face. "Here, have these!"