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When Flycatcher had been invited to go hunting with one of the RiverClan cats, he had been quick to say yes. It was only when Mudpelt, the cat who had invited him, started leading him to the river, that he realised he had made a mistake. He had little to no skill when it came to fishing, and now here he was, likely about to be asked to do exactly that. Still, despite his concerns, he was willing to give it a go. Mudpelt had come across as a nice enough tom in their brief conversations with each other and he was certain that even if he failed (which he knew was likely to be the case) Mudpelt was unlikely to get mad at him. Hopefully...
Flycatcher followed the chocolate tom closely as he led him to a more secluded spot where they could fish. As Mudpelt got himself in a position close to the edge, Flycatcher tried his best to mimic the RiverClan tom, though his stance was wobbly and uneven. They did not wait long until the shadows of fish danced tantalisingly close to the surface. In theory, it should have been an easy catch. Unfortunately, Mudpelt had asked Flycatcher to tag along, and the ThunderClan tom did not know how to properly swipe a fish out of the water. Instead, when the time came to act, he pounced as he would when catching a mouse or any prey close to the ground, and ended up more or less diving into the river, scaring away any would-be prey. Wet and embarrassed, Flycatcher turned back to the RiverClan tom with a sheepish expression. "Whoops." Was the only word he said to his companion.
@MUDPELT
Flycatcher followed the chocolate tom closely as he led him to a more secluded spot where they could fish. As Mudpelt got himself in a position close to the edge, Flycatcher tried his best to mimic the RiverClan tom, though his stance was wobbly and uneven. They did not wait long until the shadows of fish danced tantalisingly close to the surface. In theory, it should have been an easy catch. Unfortunately, Mudpelt had asked Flycatcher to tag along, and the ThunderClan tom did not know how to properly swipe a fish out of the water. Instead, when the time came to act, he pounced as he would when catching a mouse or any prey close to the ground, and ended up more or less diving into the river, scaring away any would-be prey. Wet and embarrassed, Flycatcher turned back to the RiverClan tom with a sheepish expression. "Whoops." Was the only word he said to his companion.
@MUDPELT