Smokestorm

Stars #323 - link

-Tom

-Warrior of LagoonClan

-Firstborn kit is Sandykit

-Blue silver classic tabby with low white, long whiskers, and turquoise eyes

-27 moons; 2 yrs + 3 moons

Kestrelspeck often gets overly dramatic every time Smokestorm goes for his moonly checkup with the Healers. She can get a little jealous.

Best quote from Smokestorm himself: "I don't know what this is, but I'm going to eat it now." He really needs to get his eyes checked...

Smokestorm's encounter with a fox:

Smokestorm silently padded through the lush forest. He hadn't scented any prey around the camp, so he'd journeyed outward. The ferns tipped toward him as if to say hello to the tom. Suddenly, a musty scent danced to his nose. He dropped into a skillful hunter's crouch. Inhaling deeply, feeling the rush of oxygen rejuvenate his muscles, Smokestorm lifted his grey head to see over the tall grass. The tiny brown mammal scampered among the thin branches of a shrub. He tensed his body, then sprang forward! The squirrel didn't see it coming and squirmed in his jaw. Smokestorm snapped its feeble neck, then caught a whiff of rancid meat. A low growl came from behind; his fluffy pelt prickled. Spinning, a bone-thin fox faced him. It must have rolled in mud and strong-smelling flora to hide its scent. Smokestorm sunk down onto his haunches. The fox swished its bushy tail back and forth, back and forth. It was starving. He could tell. He knew that he should grab his prey and run. Run for his life and leave the beast to starve. But it was an animal like him. Just trying to survive. Smokestorm forced his fur back down, then stood straight and stepped to the left. Taking this as an invitation, the thin fox darted over and grabbed the squirrel. Perhaps another day, thought Smokestorm. After that scare, he thought it best to head back to camp.