- Jan 1, 2023
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The hour of the bat had provided SkyClan with a great bounty. With the sky painted with watercolour reds and purples, the end of the day was marked. For once, Silversmoke found himself with multiple pieces of prey to his name, each buried beneath the earth to be collected when it was time for his patrol to end. Birds and rodents had both fell to the Lead Warrior's off-white fangs, but there was one animal he had never sunk his teeth into. Its song ruminated on raspy breaths, so uncommon within the pine forest that the spotted tabby had halted his efforts to assess if his ears were screwed on straight. After slinking through the undergrowth, remnants of his patrol likely still in tow, it became apparent to Silversmoke that his hearing had not failed him yet. Settled upon a log within a pond no larger than a foxlength were five speckled frogs. Each one faced an opposite direction as if they had had an argument, yet all their bodies were pressed against one another in a unifying gesture all the same.
He would never forsake his clan of food, but... were these little creatures actually food? ShadowClan deemed it so, but having spoken to ShadowClanners before, he was under the impression that they would consider anything food if they were hungry enough. Silversmoke crouched into the grass, uncommitted to a hunt yet unwilling to let the idea go entirely. "We have enough food already," he considered with a lash of his tail, hoping to get a verdict from the more confident hunters within the clan. "But... the kittens may be more appreciative of SkyClan's prey if we bring these home."
[ prompt ; you find a couple of frogs! they're just sitting there, chilling in a little pond. do you hunt them? ]
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