Ivy Stems

Prologue
Ivyheart pressed her belly close to the ground, her azure eyes narrowing in focus on the prey nearby. Slowly, she took a paw step forward, her tail completely still, and her claws unsheathed. It was a fine leaf-fall day to hunt, as it put up a challenge for her to not accidentally place a paw on one of the many leaves that littered the now sun-set colored ground.

As she continued forward, the prey perked up. Sure, it a chipmunk, possibly trying to find some nuts for it's leaf-bare store. The cinnamon tabby gave off a grin as she crept closer, it wouldn't be needing anything to eat after this hunt! She was only a couple tail lengths away now, her mouth watered. The prey was nice and plump. Finally, she short forward, leaping into the air, and trapping her prey under a paw. It nearly wriggled free but she grabbed it by its neck, tight enough to cut off its air flow.

It kept it there as it struggled, kicking its hind legs out, trying to escape. Her grip tightened on it as she clamped her jaws around the plump prey even more. She stayed completely still, letting it slowly start to fall limp, before then suddenly sinking her teeth into its neck with her jaws clamped around it. It let out a shriek, before she felt it's neck snap. Her prey fell completely limp.

Satisfied, Ivyheart turned, the tabby she-cat running off, out of the woods. She went out onto what looked like an endless grassland. But, Ivyheart knew that it wasn't endless. This was the home of Windclan, the clan she had been exiled from. What did she do? Kill an elder, it wasn't her fault! He was the one jeering about her never going to become leader!