private oopsie daisy // leechpaw

ABANDON ALL YOUR STUPID DREAMS
ABOUT THE GIRL I COULD HAVE BEEN, MY DEAR
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maggotfur 20 moons female she/her shadowclan warrior
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" Hunting is by far the most important skill you will ever learn - all your training is useless if you are so starved you no longer have the energy to lift a paw against your opponent, " Maggotfur speaks lowly, large figure slipping through the marshlands easily. It's moments like this that the molly seems the most monstrous - blue-and-white image marred by streaks of mud across her pelt and staining her paws, every tuft of once immaculately groomed fur sticking wildly out of place. Of course, they'll eventually wrap up this solo patrol and return to camp, where she'll tidy up once more ito a vision of perfection - but for now, she is no different then a beast, a predator slinking through the marshlands, jaws ready to tear apart her prey at a moments notice. She loves it.

Blue eyes glance back at her apprentice, narrowing as she takes in it's posture. " Make sure to keep your stance wide - you want to spread your weight outwards, else one wrong step will hae you sinking into the mud quicker then you can blink, " she advises, and though tone is even and band it's clear she is trying to be helpful in her own strange way. " Tell me what you scent - prey, predator, whatever it may be, " she coaxes, pausing in her steps.

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A N D - I F - Y O U ' R E - B L I N D - T O - T H A T , I ' M - F I N E - W I T H - T H A T
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