Hunting for Adventure

[Brushfire]

Brushfire crouched low behind one of the rounded boulders, his eyes fixed intently on a mouse. The scent of the rodent teased him, making his mouth water. Being out on patrol the night before, the deep, rusty brown tom hadn't had time to retrieve anything from the fresh-kill pile. But now, he had the chance to feed himself.
Speeding forward, Brushfire shoved off his haunches and caught the mouse square between his paws. He bent his head to eat it, enjoying the succulent flavor.
As he finished, the tom looked around, bored. Was there anything to do before returning to a warrior's life at the camp. Sure, Brushfire wanted to enjoy the calm rythm outside of the camp, but he new there had to be something more to it...

[Deathclaw]

All of a sudden a big black cat bowled into Brushfire! "Ha gottcha!" Deathclaw announced. "Na man I'm just messin'." he joked. "I came out to see if you wanted to go scouting with me?" he wondered. "If not that's ok I was just going to go to that cave we found with the weird howling noise in it but if you don't want to come..........." he persuaded devilishly.

[Brushfire]

Brushfire's fur nearly leaped off his skin as Deathclaw dashed straight into him, bowling him over. He was a large, black tomcat. He query of scouting that dark cave...the strange noise....It tugged at Brushfire's mind.
Finally, the brown tom nodded, dipping his head. "Sure!" he meowed, eyes twinkling. "I'd be glad to see what's in there."

((Sorry anyone for the wait))

[Deathclaw]

(('s ok, check out Returning It's awesome in the camp))

"Come on it's this way." he said. He walked off in dirction of Moonstone. "It may seem like we're going to Moonstone but we're not ok." he explained just in case Brushfire knew the direction they were going in. He stopped for a moment to take a break, running into Brushfire by accident and sayig it was on purpose took alot out of him sohe had to rest.