- Sep 9, 2022
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❀❀ I FEEL SCARED AND I'M STARTING TO SINK ❀❀
periwinklebreeze | 12 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically medium (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff
periwinklebreeze | 12 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically medium (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff
A strange site meets the strange pairing on the moorlands, turning what was a mundane hunting patrol into something thats certainly more entertaining. Periwinklepaw slinks about cautiously, jaws parted, and adderpaw not far behind - a team session. He's never minded sootstars kits, is actually quite fond of them in fact, save for one in particular who seems to make habit of getting under his skin. And so when a strange sound reaches charcoal ears, he freezes.
A bird he's only seen once before, from quite afar at that, lies dead ahead - walking strangely, body bouncing and bobbing in a manner he can't quite understand. He bites back the sound of confusion he wants to make, instead, turning his gaze upon his hunting partner. A simple jerk of his head and a flick of his tail is all he offers - a silent communication he hopes the younger will understand, before he slinks deeper into the grass, circling their prey. He waits until he thinks they're in position, and then he's on the move - sleek form darting forwards, flower-strewn tail waving wildly.
The unholy screeches it makes as it flutters and squawks about send his ears ringing, but he hopes his distraction does it's job - leaving adderpaw to go in for the kill while it's busy smacking him with it's wings.
// @Adderpaw
A bird he's only seen once before, from quite afar at that, lies dead ahead - walking strangely, body bouncing and bobbing in a manner he can't quite understand. He bites back the sound of confusion he wants to make, instead, turning his gaze upon his hunting partner. A simple jerk of his head and a flick of his tail is all he offers - a silent communication he hopes the younger will understand, before he slinks deeper into the grass, circling their prey. He waits until he thinks they're in position, and then he's on the move - sleek form darting forwards, flower-strewn tail waving wildly.
The unholy screeches it makes as it flutters and squawks about send his ears ringing, but he hopes his distraction does it's job - leaving adderpaw to go in for the kill while it's busy smacking him with it's wings.
// @Adderpaw