Something is coming....

[Silver]

[atrb=background,http://i1192.photobucket.com/albums/aa322/Silver156/riverclan.jpg?t=1315159609] It had been a rather uneventful few moons for Riverclan. The Clans were currently as peace, with nothing more than minor border squabbles to bother them. Prey was plenty, the two-legs hadn't been back in ages, and the rogues had been deceptively quiet. As much as she wanted to feel that everything was fine, Silverstar knew that often times were most dangerous when all seem calm. Like a storm brewing on the horizon Silverstar knew that something bad was coming their way, and she would much rather face the threat face on that wait for it to sneak up on her. Hence the extra patrols, much to the annoyance of her warriors. "Why have extra patrols when nothing is wrong? Its just a waste of time!" many complained to her both privately and publicly. But Silverstar was firm in her resolve, staring down the cats who disagreed. After all, she was Clan leader and her word was law. Luckily, her Clan had one of the best protected camps, surrounded by rivers and streams that her own cats loved but were despised by others. She had already sent out a dawn patrol, and was know edgily sitting in her den, grooming her gray fur with her coarse tongue. Her paws itched to go out of the camp, to take look in the territory for herself. She pushed the thought away quickly. If her Clan saw her acting so anxious, it would only frighten them. So she sighed and continued to clean her pelt, listening to the sounds of the camp. Then again, she thought, maybe a solo trip wasn't such a bad idea. After all, she had little to fear from most cats with her extraordinary agility and fighting skill. So she stood up, stretching out her limbs slowly, back arched high. She padded out of the den, slipping out of the camp with a quiet mew to her deputy that she was going hunting. (Territory)