Buzzardstorm stalked out into the cool, leaf-fall breeze. "Hey, Buzzardstorm!," Flurrybreeze yowled from across the clearing. "Let's go hunting! Nightwind's comin' too!," he mewed. Buzzardstorm hadn't been out hunting for days! "Okay! Why not!," Buzzardstorm mewed, more enthusiastically than he intended. As Flurrybreeze, Nightwind, and Buzzardstorm padded out of camp, a cool breeze freshened the air. He heard Nightwind sigh with pleasure. "Okay so I guess Nightwing and I can go toward the stream and you can go toward the ShadowClan border.," Flurrybreeze mewed. "Aye, O' Great an' Powerful Leader of the Universe.," Buzzardstorm muttered. Flurrybreeze rolled his eyes and set off toward the lake, Nightwing at his heels. Buzzardstorm then set off to the ShadowClan border.