Talk:The Clearing/@comment-28706003-20161128034112

Mintstar padded out of his den, tail flicking lazily. His amber gaze travelled across the clearing and he felt satisfaction that his Clan was safe and happy. He spotted the apprentices - Asterpaw and Thrushpaw, he thought - playing together near the apprentices' den. A few warriors chatted by their own den.

The cool air felt great against Mintstar's pelt; maybe he'd go hunting later. Good weather for it - at least to him. He strolled over to the fresh-kill pile and nosed through it. After finding a mouse he settled near the Tallrock and began eating.