"Wheatstar perched herself atop one of the pillars, and gently cleaned her fur. The snow had displaced it, and she was rather annoyed by that."

"Inkyfern strutted into a camp with a sly smile, clearly, someone had just stolen prey from a clan. If she wasn't the deputies daughter, she would get a mouthful and a half of a lecture."

"Dovestar retracted her claws, if this were any other cat she would've ringed their neck. Lucky for Wheatstar, she almost admired the elder.. Almost."