private OH RAVEN // phase 2 hunting

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swallowflutter 13 moons polygender any pronouns shadowclan warrior

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There is a sense of triumph that Swallowflutter cant shake, even as she snaps at fussing medicine cats and trudges her way along in aching limbs - they had won the stretch of territory from Thunderclan, even if the cost had been heavy. Ear - or the lack of it, she muses with a soft snort to herself, aches - wounds reopened by her recent scuffle over a squirrel, though she refuses to stay in camp and do nothing. She'd waited so long to be a warrior at last, to have her freedom - nothing would stop her from using it.

Theres a quiet hum in the back of her throat as the patrols pads along, ears twitching at every little sound and shuffle, scenting the air. " Find anything yet? " she asks, voice low - unfamiliar with this forest and its scents.

actions & " speech, " & 'thoughts/quotes'

( F A R F R O M B O R I N G )

// 17 - no encounter
15 - finds prey
9 - will find a mouse
Points: 1

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