marching away from the stream // missed hunt

✧ Sleekserpent.

✧ Sleekserpent.

04/03/23-09/09/24 — sad boys don't go to heaven
Yellowcough [Sitewide Event '23] Boar Migration [TC '23]
Mar 26, 2023
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♡​♡ MOM AND DAD THINK I SUCK AT LIFE ♡♡​
sleekpaw & 07 moons & genderfluid & he/she/they & thunderclan apprentice ​
Pawsteps move silently upon the earth as the boy stalks forwards, pale figure creeping slow and steady towards his prey. Nose twitching, the squirrel seems to sense something is not right, and so they still - both it, and her. A heartbeat, then two, and it seems to disregard it's instincts, returning to its meal. Sleekpaw lets out a breath he'd not known he'd been holding, moving forwards once more, until he thinks he is finally within striking distance. A twig snaps somewhere in the distance, and they're off in a heartbeat - hot in pursuit. It is far from her first time hunting such a creature, and at first she is confident in her skills, in the fact that she will catch it before it can begin to climb.

Until chest suddenly tightens, as though being squeezed, and eyes widen in shock. A wheeze, barely audible, and he stumbles - the perfect prince barely keeping from hitting the ground, only wobbling. But by the time she regains her composure, her balance, her prey has escaped - blue eyes watch mournfully as bottlebrush tail vanishes into the leaves overhead, a scowl upon her face. "I missed," They'd been so close to having yet another perfect hunt - so what had gone wrong? Breathing has returned to normal now, as though nothing had been wrong in the first place, so sleekpaw simply sighs and shakes his head - it must have been his imagination... right?

— they hoped i'd be rich by this time ♡
  • Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '

    ooc: obligatory mentor n fellow apprentice ping @KILLDEERCRY ; @barleypaw.
    tw/cw: —
  • — a small and effeminate apprentice with pale pinkish cream fur and baby blue eyes. sleekpaw comes across as quiet and aloof towards most, though he shows a softer side around the nursery queens and his mentor. she seems to care little for anything outside of training, apprentice duties, and her appearance. they seem strangely silent on the topic of borders however, and even shiftier about anything concerning cross clan relationships.

    — physically medium && mentally hard
    — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed
    — please attack using [b][color=mistyrose]action here[/color][/b] and tag account

 

the snapping of a twig had alerted nightbird's prey as well, earthy toned wings of a finch sent flying up into the trees. much like sleekpaw, she had attempted to pursue with a leap of extended claws, but to no avail. not far from the apprentice, she sees the squirrel dashing away. much too far for herself to go after, but sleekpaw seemed committed to the catch up until it darts up an oak.

they look shaken for only a moment before replacing it with picture perfect composure. the only clue left that it upset the young thunderclanner was her words, deciphered through the rustling of leaves. nightbird wasn't much of a encouraging figure, but it seemed pointless to dwell on one lost catch. greenleaf had been plentiful so far with no signs of slowing down. "there will be other squirrels," she points out blandly, digging her claws into the dry ground to stretch her back before the hunting continued.
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  • NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, twenty-four moons
    ⭃ nightbird is a small black smoke molly with pale silver eyes. a loner turned thunderclanner, her loyalty and drive to provide for her clan is unwavering. however, she is not known for harboring a bleeding heart, instead equipped with sarcastically fueled wit, brutal honesty, and a sharply edged tongue.
    ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
    ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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Little Wolf is glad for every moment she is out hunting, she loves being surrounded by the forest, loves how the birds flit about in the trees overhead calling out to one another and how the sunlight shining through the leaves makes the shadows dance. There is a sound of wings beating as Nightbird's prey gets away from her. It is unfortunate but it happens, and in green-leaf it wasn't the end of the world. In leaf-bare when prey was scarce and life was hard every piece of prey would count and the loss of a single finch would be sad indeed but there was no use crying over missed prey when there was a whole forest of creatures to be caught.

When her attention is pulled to Nightbird she also finds the face of Sleekpaw, down and their features pulled into a dissapointed frown. From that look and Nightbird's words it is not difficult to puzzle out what had happened. "It happens" she says with a small, sympathetic smile. Even warriors had prey get away from them sometimes, Nightbird had demonstrated that just now.
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( ❄ ) Hailstorm was definitely familiar with the failure of catching prey, he practically stuck out like a sore thumb amongst his surroundings considering his snowy coat did not blend well with the green foliage around him. The sound of wings flapping was enough to alert him that someone had missed their catch and he pokes out from a few leaves to see Little Wolf, Nightbird, and Sleekpaw were gathered. The snowy tom shook off a few leaves that clung to his hind legs as he approached the trio and it didn't take long for him to figure out what had happened, the warrior flicks an ear before speaking with a reassuring grin "You'll get it next time, I'm sure of it." Hailstorm uses a stark paw to flick off another leaf from his body and hums quietly deciding to add on "It happens quite a bit with me. Maybe if I had been born green," A lighthearted joke to finish, he stands next to Little Wolf and knows that there will be other times where Sleekpaw could catch something. There was no point giving up, they still had the rest of the day to catch enough prey to feed their clan. ​
( O SOL PEDIU A ; LUA EM CASAMENTO )
 
♡​♡ MOM AND DAD THINK I SUCK AT LIFE ♡♡​
sleekpaw & 07 moons & genderfluid & he/she/they & thunderclan apprentice ​
Sleekpaw usually isn't one for coddling and comforting, but somehow, the knowledge that nightbird also misses their hunt helps. A slow nod is all the boy gives for a moment, shoulders rolling to ease her tension. "Yeah... next time," they echo absently, giving little wolf and hailstorm a timid but genuine smile. It's one of the things he likes best about thunderclan, even if it is full of dirty and way too loud cats, at least his clanmates are usually supportive of his efforts. "Can cats even be born green?" she asks, the toms distraction attempt working. It'd be a funny sight they think, to see a green cat.

— they hoped i'd be rich by this time ♡
  • Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '

    ooc: —
    tw/cw: —
  • — a small and effeminate apprentice with pale pinkish cream fur and baby blue eyes. sleekpaw comes across as quiet and aloof towards most, though he shows a softer side around the nursery queens and his mentor. she seems to care little for anything outside of training, apprentice duties, and her appearance. they seem strangely silent on the topic of borders however, and even shiftier about anything concerning cross clan relationships.

    — physically medium && mentally hard
    — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed
    — please attack using [b][color=mistyrose]action here[/color][/b] and tag account

 
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