Sandwhisker-- Warrior (Earth)

Newleaf would be here before they knew it, Sandwhisker could practically taste it. The fish, that is. Prey was scarce, and the warrior hadn't devoured a good fish in what felt like an eternity, leaving her desperate for a tasty meal for herself and her clanmates. So far, she wasn't so successful. While the ice was beginning to melt, the river was also rising, and not everything was as solid as it might have seemed. Her left hind leg was soaked from an earlier spill, although thankfully her thick undercoat left her semi-dry. However, the cool was still seeping in.

And the tiny fish she got out of it wasn't even worth it.

Balancing on a semi-slippery stone, Sandwhisker hungrily eyed the silver shapes of what would hopefully be dinner. These fish were larger than almost every single one she'd seen earlier, and they would certainly feed a warrior or two. Their movements were slow, perfect opportunity for a hungry predator to strike.

She suddenly struck with all of her force, intending on catching the scaled monster and never letting it go. However, Sandwhisker was too eager, and found the front half of her body diving into the icy-cold water after her paw and the fish. It wasn't too deep, but deep enough to submerge Sandwhisker and force her to fight and struggle to touch the rough bottom of the watersource. Hissing against chattering teeth, the seal point desperately tried to paddle towards her rock to free herself from the grip of the water.