- Sep 20, 2022
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( PRETEND THAT YOU NEVER WENT TO SCHOOL )
Leafbare was upon them and for all little rogues it brought with it the impending sense of doom. Unlike the clans there was no back up to be had, no permanent home in which to shelter within, and there was a constant and desperate struggle for food. Starvation nipped at Talon's heels and drove him to wander further and further from the haunts out in loner territories. After his run in with ThunderClan many moons ago he had made an effort to avoid straying too close to any more territories, but he felt as though he was running out of options.
The tom had come across the scent trail of a mouse, strong and fresh, too good to ignore. When he tracked it down it had of course strayed just beyond some scent markers, but hunger drove him on. When he made his kill he reminded himself to hurry back the way he had come, and once he was back on the brim he settled down to eat. Sense would have urged him far from there but hunger presided over any reasoning he might have once held. Talon needed to eat, nothing else mattered to him.
( BUT STILL, YOU'LL NEVER GET IT RIGHT )The tom had come across the scent trail of a mouse, strong and fresh, too good to ignore. When he tracked it down it had of course strayed just beyond some scent markers, but hunger drove him on. When he made his kill he reminded himself to hurry back the way he had come, and once he was back on the brim he settled down to eat. Sense would have urged him far from there but hunger presided over any reasoning he might have once held. Talon needed to eat, nothing else mattered to him.