I PUT A BULLET WHERE I SHOULDA PUT A HELMET
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[tt]Activity had been low latley, and it hurt Suneye to see how sterile the clan seemed to be. Flicking his ears back and forth, the tom tried to decide which was better while he basked in the sun. He wanted to help get things started, something he admitedly should've been helping Stonestar do a while ago, but had no idea where to start. Most logically, hunting parties and battling practices needed to happen. Thunderclan had been through droughts before, and they would again. The only thing that prepared them for the lack of food was battleing for new territory, but training cats meant more food was needed, and sending cats out hunting meant there was going to be less food when they needed it...
Ah, he was running himself in circles! He needed to make a choice and stick with it, which was something Suneye had never really done before. He always needed the details, the sticky little bits of information to make him feel satisfied with his decision, but...No. He had to choose one and get over it.
Getting to his paws, the tom grunted. He'd just do both. Not the smartest decision, but a decision he hoped Aloestar wouldn't mind. For now, he'd manage the sparring part. Later, he'd lead a hunting patrol.
"Hey! Any cat interested in practicing sparing should come to meet me at the fresh-kill pile!"[/tt]
I've got a bone to pick with you - Sparring practice// O