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Ashstorm trotted after Cherrybubble. The heavy fur around his neck swayed like a mane as he caught up with her, walking half a step behind her. She seemed more than comfortable to lead them to a spot, so he had no problem following, at least for now. He glanced up at the darkening sky. Perhaps they should wait until tomorrow, but he shook the thought away. Different animals came out at sunset and night; this could be a good opportunity to hunt some animals that prefer the darkness. Were the other clans beginning to struggle like they were?
"Would you be willing to work together to take down larger prey, should we find some?" he asked. He didn't have a good idea of what they might find that could be bigger, but taking down a rabbit or two would be perfect. Just the thought of the fluffy panicky slabs of meat was enough to make him drool.