Ready for a hunt? [Open.]

Mistypaw yawned as the sunny light pilled into the den, the warmth taking on her chilled fur. Her emerald eyes seemed to burst open at the sight of dawn, and the fact that she was starving. She looked around, most were sleeping away in their frost covered nests, snoring about. She leaned over to her left, her sister, Dovepaw's nest. She prodded her sister, and leaned over more, closer to Dovepaw's small ear. "Wanna hunt?" she asked, and it seemed right on cue as her stomach gave a growl that could wake up Thunderclan.

Dovepaw's eyes flashed open at her sister's voice and she raised her head. "Sure. I'll be right out,"she said calmly,ignoring the rumbling of her own stomach as she climbed out of her nest and stretched luxuriously.

Woodpaw opened his eyes sleepily. "Would you mind if I came too?" He asked, a little grumpily. He hated mornings, especially whne he was woken up by annoying she-cats. Now that he was awake, he may as well do something useful.

"Sure,"Dovepaw mewed,flashing him an apologetic smile.

"Can I join you too?", Leopardpaw mewed and raced after the others. "I could do with a stretch."

Mistypaw looked towards her sister, giving her 'the nod'. And with that she started the sentence, and hopefully Dovepaw would know what to do! "Of course they do you -" she cut off then tried to bit back a laugh, was it always this easy? YES!

Leopardpaw was confused by Mistypaw, but he took the nod and joined the other apprentices. "Well, where do we hunt?", he mewed.