- Jul 6, 2024
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༻✦༺ The snow nearly blinds them. They can hardly see beyond their own whiskers—but they press onward in spite of it. They had slipped away from DuskClan’s camp when the snow had begun to let up a bit, their mostly-white coat helping them to blend in with the frosty landscape. Whether their parent noticed their departure or notices their absence now, Berrypaw hasn’t even considered. The barren lands DuskClan lives in have made prey scarce, so the apprentice needs to search elsewhere, even if that means they risk getting lost in the snowy weather.
They may have crossed a scent line a while back, but they can’t be certain. Scents are difficult to pick up on, but there was… a whiff. Just for a heartbeat, and then it was gone. Wherever she is, there’s been other cats passing this way since the snow fell. Or there are other cats nearby. Berrypaw files this information away for the moment, keeping a close eye on what she can see around her. Then, at last, the snowfall lessens, just for a moment. A small blessing, and one that allows them to see clearly in front of them. And… there, in the swirling snow, they see exactly what they’d come here for: a mouse. "You’re mine," she murmurs, her words lost in the wind around them. The mouse doesn’t seem to hear nor smell her, and it’s only a moment before the girl pounces. The taste of blood fills her mouth; the mouse dies between merciless jaws. Berrypaw feels nothing but relief as she braces against the cold, wind whipping through silky fur. At least she won’t go hungry tonight.
They may have crossed a scent line a while back, but they can’t be certain. Scents are difficult to pick up on, but there was… a whiff. Just for a heartbeat, and then it was gone. Wherever she is, there’s been other cats passing this way since the snow fell. Or there are other cats nearby. Berrypaw files this information away for the moment, keeping a close eye on what she can see around her. Then, at last, the snowfall lessens, just for a moment. A small blessing, and one that allows them to see clearly in front of them. And… there, in the swirling snow, they see exactly what they’d come here for: a mouse. "You’re mine," she murmurs, her words lost in the wind around them. The mouse doesn’t seem to hear nor smell her, and it’s only a moment before the girl pounces. The taste of blood fills her mouth; the mouse dies between merciless jaws. Berrypaw feels nothing but relief as she braces against the cold, wind whipping through silky fur. At least she won’t go hungry tonight.
- ooc: @bunnypaw
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BERRYPAW ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she/he/they, apprentice of duskclan
☆ small white apprentice with a black dorsal stripe, black paws, and blue point markings fading up her forelegs. eyes are mismatched blue and green.
☆ daughter to edenberry and rumblerain ; sister to mizzlekit
☆ mentored by rumblerain
☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
☆ penned by foxlore