~Hazelpaw gave an irresistible bounce of excitement and trod after her leader.~
Sunstar crept among the thick tree branches, his bright white and fire colored fur was suited much more for the day but oddly enough he preferred the night much more.
~Hazelpaw skulked along not far behind her leader and let every sense fall into the mode of perfected concentration. Her ginger pelt actually began to blend in perfectly with the sunset-aligned bracken and she felt with satisfaction her sturdy muscles falling into the automatic stalk of a hunting warrior.~