- Jul 24, 2022
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There sure are a lot of boingy things around this clan. ShadowClan’s marshy territory is rather unpleasant to traverse, she thinks, with the ground soft enough in some places that her paws get sucked into the mud. And the brown that stains her mostly-white pelt takes forever to clean out. So she remains in camp when she has the choice, although she has become very interested in the big, brown, lumpy boingy things that croak and screech just outside of the confines of camp in the nighttime hours.
Luckily, the croaky things aren’t the only boingy creatures around the marsh. There are smaller, more scream-y ones, too, and they aren’t smart enough to stay far away from the group of cats gathered inside the camp. Daffodil still startles when one of the small bugs hops right in her path, but she’s prepared for it this time. A squeak and a shuffle are heard as she gets into position, and then her paws are closing around the boingy thing and teeth catch in its crunchy shell.
It doesn’t taste good, but she caught it! She’s managed to catch something! "Look," she states as she presents her “catch” to the nearest clanmate. Pride fills every inch of her small body, and too-large paws nearly trio over themselves with the excitement that radiates from her. "Got prey!" Then she drops the grasshopper at the paws of the other ShadowClanner, tail flicking eagerly. "I’m helping."
Luckily, the croaky things aren’t the only boingy creatures around the marsh. There are smaller, more scream-y ones, too, and they aren’t smart enough to stay far away from the group of cats gathered inside the camp. Daffodil still startles when one of the small bugs hops right in her path, but she’s prepared for it this time. A squeak and a shuffle are heard as she gets into position, and then her paws are closing around the boingy thing and teeth catch in its crunchy shell.
It doesn’t taste good, but she caught it! She’s managed to catch something! "Look," she states as she presents her “catch” to the nearest clanmate. Pride fills every inch of her small body, and too-large paws nearly trio over themselves with the excitement that radiates from her. "Got prey!" Then she drops the grasshopper at the paws of the other ShadowClanner, tail flicking eagerly. "I’m helping."
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