remember those seagulls from finding nemo? [temp closed/hunting]

[Johnnyflame]

MY WORLDS ON FIRE, HOW 'BOUT YOURS?
THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT AND I NEVER GET BORED."​

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”Oh, stars above- I didn’t think this through very well, did I?” he muttered to himself as he stared down at the small prey pile he’d managed to accumulate during his hunt that morning. A chipmunk, a bird, and vole. He’d had to stay out a bit longer than usual to get it, but when the prey had proven to be running his ambitions had soared- leafbare would be here within a few moons time, and the clan needed to be as well fed as possible for it.

And so a bird, became a vole, became a chipmunk.

And now he stood, with three pieces of prey he couldn’t carry all at once. The idea to just bury a piece to bring back later was there (something he'd done dozens of times in the past) but for some reason this time something felt different. Wrong. Not with the territory or anything like that, as there wasn't a single scent or shred of evidence that would point towards anything being off, it was just... him. A nagging, stubborn anxiety that seemed to chide and pestering him as if he were a fool for leaving it unguarded. What if someone came along and took it? What if he forgot where it was and it went to waste beneath the dirt? No, he couldn’t risk leaving even a single piece behind…

OOC- temp closed! please wait until the thread opens before your reply- it wont take long!!! @Sorrelsong

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[Sorrelsong]

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"Good catch! Huntin' musta been good today!" Sorrelsong purred through her catch, tail high. The wind brushed her fur as it grew out, causing the strands to curl and tangle. She'd have to untangle them later, a chore for many but not for her as her pelt as been made short by anxiety in the past. Not now, though. Not in the clans.
The patrol was wrapping up now, the sun peaking at the patrol through dense leaves. Hungry bellies would be rumbling now, with them kits and chatter. Sorrelsong wanted to participate, maybe play a game or two with the kits and ask some elders about stories of the group before Sky Clan and lay in the sun. She shook her paws free of the dirt used to blanket her other two catches - a bird and a shew much more plump then the skinny squirrel she carries now. She wanted to save the best for last, selffishly wanting to see if anyone would notice. On her way back, she had spotted the tom and in a rare moment of outspokenness, she had approached him. He seemed.. hesitant. Maybe he just wants to get back fast too, or maybe he's in a rush to get back to Silversmoke
"Vole's the biggest- if you want I can help ya carry the others." She offers, reaching down. If Johnnyflame reacts negatively, she will back off, apologize, then promise that she'll mention Johnnyflame caught the prey so he gets recognition.
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↪ OOC: SUPER late so lmk if you'd like to continue this LOL Also sorry for any weirdness, I have a bit of a headache but I wanted to make sure I posted lol ​