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"No worries," Chestnut's reply was muffled by her second rabbit's fur, but her eyes were bewildered as she glanced over her shoulder again to where their prey had disappeared. She picked up the other rabbit and headed back up the slope, waiting at the top for Karka. I hope we aren't going to lose prey, like the dark times. She felt her fur prick along her spine and forced it to lie flat. That era has come and gone. We're under a strong, new leader, plentiful prey. It was just an unlucky morning hunt.

Karka smiled and began making her way back to the camp. She stared at the meadow and tried to overpower the strong scent of freshkill in her mouth by shaking her head a little, but she could only smell the rabbits in her mouth. Her paws shuffled as she walked a little, and she found herself unable to walk in a straight line for very long as her mind wandered throughout the territory. She wondered how her brother was doing, but pushed the thoughts out of her mind before she got that into it.

(Okay! Bye.)
Claude slowly shook his head. "No, from what I've heard, no fox has ever been able to out run it. Only hide from it. There is a bang, a lot of pain, and then blackness. My mother survived it once before she died in the Dark Times... It bit her in the leg and she was lame on it." he murmured. "I don't think we are in any danger, though. He doesn't do it very often. Once during the morning to scare us off and once during the evening. You can't hear it in many parts of the territory, unless it's still and quiet." he murmured, relaxing and laying his head on his paws. "I think we're safe." he murmured again, peeling his head off of his paws and looking above the hill. "Let's go." he said, picking his way down the hill and towards to large green bins behind the fence.

Karka snapped out of her little imagination land thing. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just wondering about things I probably shouldn't.. I didn't live that long during the Dark times foxes are always talking about." she murmured through the fur of rabbit. "I just wonder what it was like sometimes.

"You're brother hasn't told you?" Chestnut couldn't help the note of surprise escaping her, though she managed to keep both rabbit's scruffs in her jaw. Isn't that his job? If we go on without telling anyone how it happened, they'll be a similar era in the future! "I was very young at the time. But it was awful. Prey was scarce, starving howls echoes throughout the camp. Sickness spread like wildfire, even taking out the healer who served at the time," She shook her head, "I was in my apprenticeship by the time Claude became leader. It was like taking a gulp of air after struggling underwater when prey returned and we were under a stable leadership again. Without your brother, I don't think we would have survived."

Karka shook her head. "It sounds horrible." she murmured. "He never really mentions it. He was extremely close to our father. He left during that time, and he got close to his mother. My mother had long since died. I never really knew her, and his mother raised me. We had the same father though. When she died, he stopped talking about it completely. He doesn't want to go back to the losses the Clan suffered during the time." she said, frowning. "He used to talk about how heroic he was." she smiled and almost laugh, "He was young. He would always brag to me and be a complete mousebrain."

Chestnut held in a bark of laughter, "Don't we all brag at some point?" She blinked and held a more serious gaze, "I can understand why he wouldn't want to say anything...but we can't just not tell the younger generations. " She flicked her bushy tail, "Perhaps apprentice training should include a history lesson on what happened." She suggested, half to herself.

Chestnut shouldered in after her, flattening her broad ears. I can't imagine having so many lives relying on me like Claude. I wonder if he ever gets to talk about it to anyone, if not his own little sister. She approached the fresh-kill pile and lowered down her two rabbits, "It already looks less pitiful." She commented, leaning down to lick a stray gift of fur on her chest. "And Claude and Blizzard aren't back yet either."

(Good news, I get my phone back soon, and I'll be able to see notifications much easier. I'll be faster in replying and updating things.)(Oh, and part of the plot will be revealed after I post this. I also updated some history, so you may want to see that. It may be important, might not. Just sayin, ;))

Karka smiled softly. "Okay. Until then, my paws are killing me and I need to sit for a while." she said, heading to a comfy spot out in the warm sun to lay down and soak up the warm rays for a while. She closed her eyes in relaxation and smiled, her ears twitching occasionally as bugs tried to land on them.

"Perhaps. Or they'll wait till sundown to return, knowing my brother." she murmured, opening her eyes. "Where did Rose go? Maybe we should find her, and help her, with what ever she's doing. Not that she needs it, I'm just bored and need something to do..."

Karka shrugged. "I'll check," she yipped, getting up and going towards the Healers den. "No, she isn't here," she called from inside the den, "But it smells wonderful in here! I could drink this scent all day if I needed to!"

Claude smiled. "Yes, those are the trash cans. They're easy to open, watch this," he chirped, getting his nose under one of the grooves and lifting the lid. He then hopped on top of the other trash can and sifted around in the green bin.

"Come up here and see, I've found two cupcake wrappers!" He yipped happily. He was acting like a pup with excitement. He honestly didn't care either, it was good for the Clan to see the childish side of him so they knew he had one.

"This," he said in a muffled tone as he pulled out a little cupcake wrapper and gave it to his apprentice. "It tastes amazing, just don't eat it." He said. Rummaging around a little more. He found an empty McDonalds fry thingy and began licking the salt off of it. "Strange humans." He muttered. "Throwing all of this valuable stuff out."