Grass cushioned Shellskip's fall as she somersaulted across the ground, the rabbit clutched in her paws. When she stood, she gave the prey a swift shake, then dropped it, pleased with herself. It had been a good catch, worthy of any WindClan warrior. Yawning, she spied a patrol of her clanmates in the distance, and turned away. As much as she loved her Clan, Shellskip preferred to stick to her own quiet ways. Less cats got hurt that way. Ashstar glanced up as she padded in. "Hello Shellskip." "Fire!" "Help!" A cry reached her ears, and she stood at attention. "Shellskip! Shellskip! Shellskip!"