i'm tired of mucking around | hunting patrol

although her expression failed to show it, geckoscreech was feeling quite eager to get back to work after being cooped up in camp for three moons. so after rounding up her companions she would set out into the territory which is beginning to bloom back to life after facing such a harsh leaf-bare.

the lead warrior's gait would begin to slow after a few minutes before she pauses to look over her shoulder at the rest of the patrol. "feel free to spread out from here."

@GHOSTPAW @Tornadopaw @LICHENTAIL @Siltcloud. @Frostbite
[ BITTERNESS IS LIKE CANCER; IT EATS UPON THE HOST.]
 
WHAT AN EXPENSIVE FAKE
siltpaw | 09 months | female | she/her | physically medium | mentally easy | attack in bold #ddadaf
Siltpaw is grateful for this distraction. An opportunity to settle her thoughts, to clear her mind. To do something worthwhile with her time - to do something good. She is... uncertain, what Lichentails reaction will be like. Will she praise her? Will she scorn her? Ignore her? Perhaps it doesn't matter - she's no longer a child so desperately seeking out a mothers love in every adult figure in her life. Dropping easily into a crouch, she stalks forwards on silent paws, dull green eyes narrowed and focused, jaws already parting to taste the air. Every inch of her frail figure is tense and on high alert - she's determined to catch something today no matter what.