Hunting Patrol [Open come one come all]

Ravenheart would sit at the entrance to camp, quietly grooming his fur. He needed one or two cats to come on a hunting patrol with him. The prey pile was getting low and with so few cats fit to hunt he would need all the help he could get. His amber eyes scanned the clearing, finding no cat. It was early morning, the day was still cool. The sun was just beginning to filter through the branches of the pine trees. He suspected some cats would be getting up soon. The only reason he was even up was because he couldn't sleep. He could never sleep. So he just stayed up and honed his skills. Lack of sleep never got to him though, for whatever reason. He began grooming his paw, some cat better get over here soon.