- Jan 5, 2023
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With another assigned to Dandelionwish for a time, Tigerfrost had once again taken it upon himself to go for a hunt, bringing with him a small patrol of eager WindClanners. The snow had all but melted, but the slush and mud remained, leaving behind a slick and deadened landscape, frosted by the breath of leafbare and appearing entirely desolate. The wind was bitter and painful as it bit at his nose, but it was his duty to press on, and so he does. The smell of a rabbit fills the air, fresh and tempting, and Tigerfrost slows his pace, gestures to his patrol with his tail. They could split off and find their own hunt if they wished, or they could help with the rabbit. Either way, after a moment of pause, the tall chimera spots the rabbit nearby, in a small outcropping of rough stone close to Outlook Rock.
He crouches, creeps closer upon silent paws, making his way as near as he can before he is spotted. The wind seems to shift, and the rabbit jolts onto it's hind-paws in a panic, nose twitching and ears tall atop it's head. In the dead, brown grass and patches of snow that remained, Tigerfrost has near perfect camouflage for such conditions. It doesn't spot him, but it does smell him. The rabbit leaps into a full sprint, and Tigerfrost tears after it. He had gotten close enough now that it only took a few powerful strides, his muscular limbs kicking up soil as her flings himself across frigid earth. Talons connect with the beast's haunches, and it jerks, twists in desperation to escape, kicks with it's back legs to catch it's claws upon the Warrior's right shoulder. With a snarl, the two crash to the ground as the tom loses his footing in the mud, but Tigerfrost is quick in snapping his jaws around the large animal's neck, swiftly ending it's panicked attempts at escape.
The prey has been caught, it would fill several bellies. With any luck, others on his patrol have caught something too. Tigerfrost lets the dead rabbit rest in the grass as he examines his shoulder, where the animal's claws had sliced across skin. The lacerations were thin and did not appear to be too deep, but they were bleeding nonetheless. The former wounds across his chest, sustained from the raid against SkyClan, had been of a similar nature, and Tigerfrost had allowed the shallow injury to scab over and begin healing on it's own. Seeing as how this was a relatively mild wound, the Warrior is content to do the same once more, simply giving the narrow claw marks a few licks of his tongue for cleaning.
Some might say he should go to the medicine cat's den, but he hadn't gone for his chest, and he wouldn't likely go for his shoulder either. With Dandelionwish having been branded a traitor and Vulturemask showing clear distaste for Tigerfrost's position as a guard, the chimera tabby simply didn't trust either healer not to make his situation worse. He'd be better off just keeping the wound clean until it scabbed over and healed on it's own. He shakes dust from his fur, turns to the rest of the patrol with curious eyes to see if anyone else had caught anything.
"Ready to head back?" He questions them gruffly.
He crouches, creeps closer upon silent paws, making his way as near as he can before he is spotted. The wind seems to shift, and the rabbit jolts onto it's hind-paws in a panic, nose twitching and ears tall atop it's head. In the dead, brown grass and patches of snow that remained, Tigerfrost has near perfect camouflage for such conditions. It doesn't spot him, but it does smell him. The rabbit leaps into a full sprint, and Tigerfrost tears after it. He had gotten close enough now that it only took a few powerful strides, his muscular limbs kicking up soil as her flings himself across frigid earth. Talons connect with the beast's haunches, and it jerks, twists in desperation to escape, kicks with it's back legs to catch it's claws upon the Warrior's right shoulder. With a snarl, the two crash to the ground as the tom loses his footing in the mud, but Tigerfrost is quick in snapping his jaws around the large animal's neck, swiftly ending it's panicked attempts at escape.
The prey has been caught, it would fill several bellies. With any luck, others on his patrol have caught something too. Tigerfrost lets the dead rabbit rest in the grass as he examines his shoulder, where the animal's claws had sliced across skin. The lacerations were thin and did not appear to be too deep, but they were bleeding nonetheless. The former wounds across his chest, sustained from the raid against SkyClan, had been of a similar nature, and Tigerfrost had allowed the shallow injury to scab over and begin healing on it's own. Seeing as how this was a relatively mild wound, the Warrior is content to do the same once more, simply giving the narrow claw marks a few licks of his tongue for cleaning.
Some might say he should go to the medicine cat's den, but he hadn't gone for his chest, and he wouldn't likely go for his shoulder either. With Dandelionwish having been branded a traitor and Vulturemask showing clear distaste for Tigerfrost's position as a guard, the chimera tabby simply didn't trust either healer not to make his situation worse. He'd be better off just keeping the wound clean until it scabbed over and healed on it's own. He shakes dust from his fur, turns to the rest of the patrol with curious eyes to see if anyone else had caught anything.
"Ready to head back?" He questions them gruffly.