It's Raining, It's Pouring {Lionstrike & Whoever}

<sup>Lionstrike's eyes burst open as a large drop of rain splashed right in the center of his nose. His head came back in surprise as he shook his face.

S-stupid rain. he thought, the poor tom had been stuttering for so long he even did it in his head, just not as bad.

Standing up, Lionstrike didn't pause to stretch as he padded out of the den, he wished to stay in the den which was warmer and dryer then out of it. But he was sure that the Clan would be needing him for hunting as the fresh-kill pile was all most empty and to make it worse, it was soaking.

Lionstrike looked around in hopes there was another warrior willing to go and attempt hunting in this weather.</sup>

Dawnfrost looked at her brother.
"You're actully getting off your tail." She murmered standing and streching.
"I've been up since early morning, did patrol, trained, and did another patrol." She said. "Who knows when those other clans will get the nerve to attack." She grinned viciuosly. "So, you want to go hunting?" She licked a paw.
"I'm up for that." She said, she would likely make the whole hunting trip a compitition. "I heard that Snowflower caught a duck. That walking stick is actually useful for something. You know what I heard, that she isn't even clan born. That makes sense, I mean she looks even leaner and lighter than a windclan cat. I'll bet she was born a kittypet, she sure acts like it sometimes."
Dawnfrost judged every clan cat, thinking them not strong enough for the wild.

{Sorry Mystic, your entire post confused me and I cannot find my mind @.@}