Solarpaw just turned away for a second, then looked back at Whitefeather. "What was your father like though?"

"Oh." Solarpaw shook herself, then padded off. "We should get back to camp. Or at least catch something." Whitefeather doesn't realize how lucky he is. Teach Whitefeather a lesson. The voice hissed once more. And, once more, a cat was barely visible. He had orange fur, and red stripes, but even those were hard to see. Big and strong looking too. Solarpaw swished her tail, and like mist the cat left.

"I suppose I can go back on my words when I said that training was over, let's at least catch something," Whitefeather said, opening his mouth to try catch a whiff of prey.

"There is a squirrel somewhere east." Solarpaw said, pointing her tail east. And, in fact, there was a faint scent of squirrel east.

"Very good Solarpaw!" Whitefeather said, turning his head to the east, his apprentice was right, squirrel was on the menu, "Do you want to catch it alone or do you want me to help?"

"I'll get it." Solarpaw walked off east. When she got close enough, she crouched. She made sure she left her tail down, and got ready to pounce. Solarpaw pushed off the ground with her powerful hind legs, landing square on the squirrel. Solarpaw quickly snapped its neck, the picked it up. A orange tom, with red stripes and light light orange underbelly and paws. He smiled. "T-Tigersun!" Solarpaw cried in surprise. "Shoo! Before Whitefeather sees you!" Tigersun chuckled. "I'm careful. Don't worry. If Whitefeather sees me, he won't see the light of day ever again." Solarpaw dropped the squirrel in surprise, stumbling back. "After you become a warrior. Don't worry. You will become leader. That's why I chose you. And the others."

Whitefeather sat down, grooming his white tabby fur, "Solarpaw?! You know we don't have all day to hunt!" He called out, hoping she'd come back soon.

Tigers unbeaten {What?! I meant Tigersun, god autocorrect. I'm using a phone} disappeared once again. Solarpaw lashed her tail. "Good riddance. COMING WHITEFEATHER!" Solarpaw trotted off to Whitefeather, picking up the squirrel.

"Thank the Cat in the Moon, I was beginning to think a rouge got you," Whitefeather sighed, "let me catch something and then we'll head back."