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Cool air sent a chill through the moors this morning. A monstrous thunderstorm had cried out in the middle of the night causing most of WindClan to get very little sleep between the lack of shelter and noise. Some cats had whispered about hearing a mysterious cry in the night... but Sootstar was confident they weren't actually hearing a damn thing. Everyone had been getting way too paranoid due to their lack of sleep... Hopefully now with some shut-eye, they wouldn't be hearing things that weren't there throughout the day.
As Sootstar leads the first patrol out into the hills, the backdrop of the sky is still gray and gloomy. Large clouds cast shadows over the felines and the scent of fresh rain was strong. Their paws swiftly grew wet as they sloshed through wet grass and muddy puddles alike, not an ideal morning for hunting... but bellies didn't stop rumbling for the weather.
"Do... you smell that?" Someone speaks up.
Sootstar tastes the air, "ew... smells exactly like the horseplace!"
"C'mon, you cats are dramatic! I don't think it smells bad... in fact I kinda like it."
Practically everyone on the patrol stops and gives the NPC a strange look, "Something is wrong with your nose then." Sootstar grumbles "Come on, I'm sure its just another barn cat coming to bother us." Though she confesses the scent is stronger than it usually was... This cat almost would've had to of just recently rolled in horse-dung.
Traveling against the breeze they follow the odor with relative ease. In the distance, numerous large figures can be seen... Soot at first thought they were boulders... only they were moving.
"Are those them horses?" Someone chimes with narrowed eyes.
Sootstar's eyes grow wide, horses? Couldn't be... how would they be out here?
"Like... the ones from the horseplace?" "Yeah, those ones."
"Can't be. There's no way... the twolegs have them trapped. They're too big to escape it." Sootstar replies matter-of-factly.
"Maybe they jumped over? I've seen 'em jump before Sootstar, you wouldn't believe how-" "Those are certainly horses!"
They were in fact horses.
It seems they have also been noticed... A red-hued horse with a dark stripe running down its back is staring directly at them and letting off deep snorts. The vocalization instantly gets the attention of the rest of the herd.
Sootstar freezes in place, and her fur begins to bristle as she lets out a defensive hiss. She is notably preparing to bolt, were they about to attack? Those snorts did not seem friendly... and she did not wish to be crushed by their giant hooves. Yet no advances to the patrol were made.
A large horse, tan in color with a streak of white down its face rises onto its hooves. In response to the red mare's snort, he looks at the patrol. Several seconds pass and he makes no move... aside from laying back down with a heavy gruff. In an instant all the horses look away, going back to their grazing aside from the snorting mare. She was not convinced her stallion's judgment on the cats was correct, but with a shoulder butt from an ebony mare, she seems to settle.
As Sootstar leads the first patrol out into the hills, the backdrop of the sky is still gray and gloomy. Large clouds cast shadows over the felines and the scent of fresh rain was strong. Their paws swiftly grew wet as they sloshed through wet grass and muddy puddles alike, not an ideal morning for hunting... but bellies didn't stop rumbling for the weather.
"Do... you smell that?" Someone speaks up.
Sootstar tastes the air, "ew... smells exactly like the horseplace!"
"C'mon, you cats are dramatic! I don't think it smells bad... in fact I kinda like it."
Practically everyone on the patrol stops and gives the NPC a strange look, "Something is wrong with your nose then." Sootstar grumbles "Come on, I'm sure its just another barn cat coming to bother us." Though she confesses the scent is stronger than it usually was... This cat almost would've had to of just recently rolled in horse-dung.
Traveling against the breeze they follow the odor with relative ease. In the distance, numerous large figures can be seen... Soot at first thought they were boulders... only they were moving.
"Are those them horses?" Someone chimes with narrowed eyes.
Sootstar's eyes grow wide, horses? Couldn't be... how would they be out here?
"Like... the ones from the horseplace?" "Yeah, those ones."
"Can't be. There's no way... the twolegs have them trapped. They're too big to escape it." Sootstar replies matter-of-factly.
"Maybe they jumped over? I've seen 'em jump before Sootstar, you wouldn't believe how-" "Those are certainly horses!"
They were in fact horses.
It seems they have also been noticed... A red-hued horse with a dark stripe running down its back is staring directly at them and letting off deep snorts. The vocalization instantly gets the attention of the rest of the herd.
Sootstar freezes in place, and her fur begins to bristle as she lets out a defensive hiss. She is notably preparing to bolt, were they about to attack? Those snorts did not seem friendly... and she did not wish to be crushed by their giant hooves. Yet no advances to the patrol were made.
A large horse, tan in color with a streak of white down its face rises onto its hooves. In response to the red mare's snort, he looks at the patrol. Several seconds pass and he makes no move... aside from laying back down with a heavy gruff. In an instant all the horses look away, going back to their grazing aside from the snorting mare. She was not convinced her stallion's judgment on the cats was correct, but with a shoulder butt from an ebony mare, she seems to settle.
