"Embersky, Pumpkinpaw, Cliffshade, and Swanmist, Hunting patrol, by the stream."

Embersky, his apprentice, and Cliffshade gathered into a small clump.

"Where's Swanmist?" Miststar questioned.

"Probably napping, my lazy mother," Pumpkinpaw mewed affectionately, "I'll go get her."