The clouds hung over the sky like a thick sheet of moss. Thistlepaw looked up, frowning. The low light made it harder for her to spot rabbits on the open plain. None the less, she trudged forward, hoping to impress her mentor enough. After all, it was her apprentice assessment. Thistlepaw had waited all of 13 moons for this. Her chance to become a warrior. She slightly opened her mouth, searching for any scents. There, right there. A brown bushy tail came into view, his scent flooded her senses, skittering behind a small bush on the plain. It’s my time to shine. Thistlepaw crept forward, her haunches taunt, her paws light and her breathing soft. Nothing could stop her. She knew her mentor Sheeptail was watching and she couldn’t wait to surprise him. She padded forward, measuring every step. Thistlepaw readied herself and sprang.
A piercing cry tore through the air and she looked up to a hawk diving, claws out