- Apr 2, 2023
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Dreams were something that had fascinated him since he had been much younger. The landscapes he'd seen of meadows and forests of colors he'd never glimpsed in his mortal life. The sun had risen but still he stirred in his nest, climbing over hills and chasing squirrels that always seemed just out of reach, it was frustrating. Still he kept on, sprinting through the tall grasses until he awoke suddenly. The tom was panting heavily, he'd almost had it that time. With a sigh he'd stand, stretching his forepaws out ahead of him, hoping he hadn't stirred any of the other warriors.
It was still early, the sun just having crested the horizon and he yawned. If he wanted to go on a hunt, he'd have to do it alone.
This wasn't something he minded but with all of the abductions, his normally peaceful lone hunts had become a source of stress.
Still thinking about that, he'd head out of the den.
Making for the center of camp, he'd note the freshkill pile. It had been growing steadily as they departed Leaf-bare and entered New-leaf.
Still contributing something wouldn't hurt.
"I'm going hunting, if anyone would like to tag along."
@Bananapaw
It was still early, the sun just having crested the horizon and he yawned. If he wanted to go on a hunt, he'd have to do it alone.
This wasn't something he minded but with all of the abductions, his normally peaceful lone hunts had become a source of stress.
Still thinking about that, he'd head out of the den.
Making for the center of camp, he'd note the freshkill pile. It had been growing steadily as they departed Leaf-bare and entered New-leaf.
Still contributing something wouldn't hurt.
"I'm going hunting, if anyone would like to tag along."
@Bananapaw