no angst SWEET AS A GRAPE ♡ MARSH RABBIT

[MIRESTAR]

"I think RiverClan has found a new rival," Mirepurr muses, an obvious amount of excitement brimming within their bones. Their paws are outlined by a bit of mud build-up — it acts as their anchor even as all their weight shifts to the front part of their body, keeping them on the edge of marshy waters.

The surface ripples thanks to movement. Even the most keen sets of eyes might need to blink once, twice, thrice — rabbits are a rare sight in this humid, covered environment... and yet, those distinct floppy ears draw back to rest along powerful shoulders; an ever-twitching nose bobs along with a flash of pink; small, shiny eyes glide along the water and remain unblinking.

Marsh rabbit; a delicacy. An odd bit of evolution that has branched off into wetlands instead of the dry, dusty air of the moors. Anyone who manages to catch one would surely earn impressed looks and exchanged hushes... but these are not the warriors accustomed to the art of swimming.

Mirepurr does not look away; barely moves their head to the side to talk. "Maybe there's a family around these parts." To munch on, they mean, but there is little reason to voice that. The marshes are seldom kind — such a fact likes to make itself known in the hollow parts of a ShadowClanner's flank, some moons less likely to give up excess food... when their eyes land on prey, their teeth crave the feeling of sinking into plush-soft fur, their hearts beating a triumphant rhythm.
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[SHARPSHADOW]

Marsh rabbit. She has... a history with these things. Maybe more than she cared to admit — some sort of one - sided rivalry between her and an entire species of prey. Forestshade would throw her head back in laughter, she's sure. Sharpshadow's tail gives a rare flick at Mirepurr's side " Maybe, " he replies lamely. He wasn't really concerned with the future — concerned with the potential of other hares they couldn't yet see. he just knows this one is in front of them now, and if they're careful, they'll be able to snag warm prey for more than just one belly. It's Greenleaf... Sharpshadow wouldn't dare say that they're starving, but he can never just take Greenleaf for what it was. He's always thinking about what comes next. One more moon. One more moon of hot sun and plentiful prey... They needed to take advantage of it while they can.

"Let's — " Sharpshadow swallows; exchanges an awkward glance with Mirepurr. She didn't have authority over them, or anything... Or over anyone really, if she's honest. A nervous glance is briefly cast to the hare once again before his clanmate is met anew. " We should... should corner it. " Phrased more like a suggestion now (wouldn't Mirepurr find that nice?) he mews. Unfortunately, they couldn't all be Forestshade and catch these damn things without effort... A shaky breath rattles his bones. They couldn't afford to fail. " Both — all of us, " he amends, lifting his head to the rest of the patrol.​

 

[Snowlark.]

[ ༻❄༺ ] A marsh rabbit, this would be the first time Snowpaw had even seen one and his eyes were glued onto it while keeping close to Mirepurr's side while listening to what they had to say, his bobbed tail twitching a bit as he wondered how it would taste like compared to that of frog or lizard, and by the guess in the eyes of Mirepurr and Sharpshadow, it would be assumed to be good. "there could be more..." he said softly before twitching his ear and looking to Sharpshadow who suggested to corner the creature.

"I could lead the hare to you guys" he offered up. Spook the hare into the direction of both Sharpshadow and Mirepurr, with them both over here there was a sure chance they would catch it, right? Both lead warriors were good hunters and wouldn't miss something like this, and if they were to corner it, why not corner it with their own paws? Yellow eyes flicked between the two before looking back onto the hare, imagining what it could taste like, but knowing it would go to the kits and queens or the elders, what a let down on that.

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[BATCHASER]

Ah. A marsh rabbit. He hasn't seen many of those things in quite a while. Bony and long - limbed, the tall bicolor tilts his head over to glance down at Mirepurr and Snowpaw. The surface of the marshy waters ripple, as he moves forward slightly. Craning his neck as he watched the rabbit's movements with perked ears. Those floppy ears and powerful furry legs paired with a twitchy nose.

A rare sight. It's Greenleaf, but they aren't even starving the yet. But, if they could snag warm prey... Well, Ehhh. Whiplike tail flicked as he swiveled an ear toward a lame reply. "Well, cornering it sounds good." He hums, in a tired sort of voice. A thing he huffs at. Ahh, so sleepy. He turns his head towards Sharpshadow when the lead warrior suggested it. With a grin splitting his face apart. "Goooo on ahead then." He drawls out, shifting his lanky form away from the rest of the patrol to watch from the sidelines. Time to watch the show commence! He hums as he observes the patrol, wondering what they would do next.

Both Mirepurr and Sharpshadow are good hunters, no need for him to get involved with the sudden hunting party.

THE DARLING MOON ‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅ HIDDEN EYES AND SHARP GRINS

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