- Jun 7, 2022
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It was morning time and still, Emberstar had not given them any new direction on the details of the patrol, who would be leading it, where they were going. Nothing. Radio Silence. Little Wolf had just finished her breakfast, she swipes her tongue across her mouth, clearing any bits that remained from her meal before going and finding the other cats who had been named along with her, perhaps they could figure this thing out themselves. Perhaps this is what Emberstar wanted. She can't help but maybe wonder if this was a test of some sorts and grows nervous at the thought, biting her lip. What could Emberstar possibly be testing them for?
When everyone is rounded up they finally determine, after some light bickering, that they would go hunting. The prey pile was looking a little scarce. Little Wolf can't help but feel a tiny bit disappointed. She wanted to go to Sky Clans border, hoping to see a flower in her and Blaze's spot, wanting to keep a lookout for his return. She did not want to miss him. But she could not say as much to her clan-mates so she followed along, tail in the air, making idle chitchat when it was appropriate.
Now, though, she is in a hunter's crouch green eyes focused in on her prey. She stalks forwards slowly, placing each paw delicately in front of the other. A shadow moving along the ground, carefully not making any noise. The squirrel was plump, juicy. It would feed the clan well. She gathers her hindquarters and pounces, only to collide with something else. She lets out a small yelp of panic as she scrambles to right herself, eyes wide. Finally, she gets her footing, shaking dust out of her ebony-colored fur. When she looks up to see what it was she could've possibly run into she sees it is none other than one of her patrol mates. "What're you doing? What happened? Are you okay?" she is more concerned than angry about losing her prey. Was something wrong? Why had they knocked into her like that? She blinks at them slowly, waiting for a response.
// anyone is free to have their character be the one she bumped into it can be assumed because there is no apparent leader that the cats are just hunting wherever they want and are stepping on each others toes!
@Leafshade @KINDLEHEART @Flamewhisker @Flycatcher
When everyone is rounded up they finally determine, after some light bickering, that they would go hunting. The prey pile was looking a little scarce. Little Wolf can't help but feel a tiny bit disappointed. She wanted to go to Sky Clans border, hoping to see a flower in her and Blaze's spot, wanting to keep a lookout for his return. She did not want to miss him. But she could not say as much to her clan-mates so she followed along, tail in the air, making idle chitchat when it was appropriate.
Now, though, she is in a hunter's crouch green eyes focused in on her prey. She stalks forwards slowly, placing each paw delicately in front of the other. A shadow moving along the ground, carefully not making any noise. The squirrel was plump, juicy. It would feed the clan well. She gathers her hindquarters and pounces, only to collide with something else. She lets out a small yelp of panic as she scrambles to right herself, eyes wide. Finally, she gets her footing, shaking dust out of her ebony-colored fur. When she looks up to see what it was she could've possibly run into she sees it is none other than one of her patrol mates. "What're you doing? What happened? Are you okay?" she is more concerned than angry about losing her prey. Was something wrong? Why had they knocked into her like that? She blinks at them slowly, waiting for a response.
// anyone is free to have their character be the one she bumped into it can be assumed because there is no apparent leader that the cats are just hunting wherever they want and are stepping on each others toes!
@Leafshade @KINDLEHEART @Flamewhisker @Flycatcher