Willowstar padded into the forest, hoping to catch some prey for her Clan. The young leader scented the air, and caught scent of a squirrel near by. Then, the golden she-cat dropped into a hunter's crouch and quietly stalked up to the prey, and once she was close enough to the squirrel, she sprung forward, landing directly on it. Willowstar swiftly bit its neck before straightening and padding back to camp, the prey dangling limply in her jaw.