pafp the rupturing heart | the squirrel incident

[MIDNIGHTASH]

જ➶ Brisk breaths leave her as her paws thud against the ground. Eyes narrowed against the wind but locked on the fuzzy red tail before her. Such an open expanse that benefits her more than the prey she is hunting down. Her claws ravage the ground as she gives chase and she will not lose this squirrel. It is too plump for that and she will make sure that it graces the freshkill pile for someone to be able to try. Land prey hunting is something she enjoys and has worked hard at to master during her training. She does not want to have a weakness and being able to hunt on land and within the waters of the river will keep her strengths up. The ground rushes past her underpaw and she sharply turns to avoid a rock only to easily gain traction and be right back on the squirrel's tail. Her deadly gaze glimmers with excitement as she breathes out harshly and she is gaining. Close enough to be able to snag it tail soon and fumble it. Yet she is not prepared for the squirrel to be so clever. It isn't like they are supposed to be and her focus so tunneled in that she doesn't even realize it herself. The squirrel is swift and suddenly the fuzzy little rodent jumps right over the form of another Riverclanner. A familiar figure that makes Midnight's eyes widen in panic. "CRAP, CRAP, MAGPIE LOOK OUT!"

She can't just simply put on the breaks and even so she tries to do so anyway. Her claws grapple with the ground to try and slow herself. Tail swinging back and forth as she lowers her head. Dirt and debris fly everywhere as she tries to put a halt to her momentum in such a short time. Yet it proves useless as she finds herself potentially careening into her friend and taking the both of them rolling across the ground. When the dust settles the molly lays there with heaving sides and she is silent before she suddenly bursts out in laughter at what just happened.

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[Magpiepaᴡ]

〔✦〕Landing hunting was always the worst. There was so much rushed into it and it wasnt as relaxing nor stimulating as fishing was. Still it was important to semi-know even if it wanted to object and complain like a kit the whole time. They huff slightly to themselves as they leapt from a reed bush, only to miss the little brown scrap of fur that dodged their white front paws. It skittered and they gave chase, but it ended up diving into a hole too small for the black and white cat to get into. The growl and lash out with a front paw at the hole, disturbing the dirt below before turning away and shaking their head.

They had felt so off lately. Like their skills were dwindling and everything was going into chaos. They should ask Hawkcloud, reluctantly, about working on some skill sets. The young cat flicked their tail behind them and looked around, opening their mouths o taste the air. Maybe there was something better else where or they could just sneak away and fish instead. Seemed like a better option than chasing down another vole for it to only slip away from it. Magpiepaw shook their head and padded a little bit forward as if going to seek out more prey or the rest of the patrol. Or something else entirely when suddenly there was thundering paw steps rearing around the corner, and they looked over as if expecting an animal to come running.

Well it was an animal, but not the kind of animal they had expected. Blue hues flew open and they froze in place, as they didnt have enough time to adhere to the warning screeched at them beforehand. Look out? They braced slightly as they watched this bundle of orange and black fur come barreling towards them, and the next thing they knew- their world was upside down.

Magpiepaw found themselves entangled with Midnightpaw, their sides heaving alongside with hers at the surprise. They felt fury blare in their pelt and they moved to right themselves from where they had been looking at Riverclan territory upside down. They should lash out, should snap and hiss or something- but then Midnightpaw starts to laugh.

They looked at her as if she grew a second head and they felt their fury simmer down, they were unhappy but not furiously so. A white paw moved quickly to swat at the dark furred apprentice though it was no malicious and more playful than anything, “You worm for brains! What on earth was worth collision courses in hunting?”

i am a lost boy ( neverland is home to lost boys ) //

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• Magpiepaw —— Apprentice of Riverclan , mentored by Hawkcloud . NPC x NPC . littermate to Gladefrost and Frecklepaw ✦ penned by wolfie
  ✦ AFAB Agender Masculine / they/it/ze / 10 months & ages every 23ʳᵈ
  ✦ single / Demisexual Homoromantic(femme leaning) & polyamorous / open to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat details here / battle notes
  
  ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired black and white cat with blue eyes. write a short description detailing appearance including necessary information.

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