TO GROW A TREE [ ☼ ] PALEFIRE

[BURNSTORM]

Shaded paws lead him quietly through the stretch of territory that has become as familiar to him as his own tail. He could traverse every inch of this forest with his eyes closed if he was dared to. Expert footsteps easily navigate through all of the obstacles as he simultaneously lifts his head and parts his jaws to drink in the cool morning air. The scent of squirrel makes his mouth water and he quickly settles into the familiar hunters crouch he had been practicing since he was young. By no means was he an expert in the field of hunting, but his blackened pelt helped him to blend in with the shadows cast by the thick canopy above their heads, and if he stayed downwind for long enough, got close enough, then his lack of speed would not matter. One foot in front of the other brings him closer and closer until he is within pouncing distance. The squirrel, oblivious to the dangerous predator that lurked in the overgrowth, went about it's business. It was foraging around the base of a tree. A bad spot, he laments. If he was no fast enough then it would escape, and that would be a loss indeed. It was a plump creature, having gorged itself all through new-leaf and now green-leaf in order to prepare itself for the harsher moons ahead. It would make a great meal for his mate and kits who wait for him in the nursery, eager for his return.

When he pounces, it is with a blur of movement that ends with his jaws clamped around the neck of his prey. Triumphant, he clutches his catch and makes his way back to the other half of his hunting patrol with his tail raised in the air. Palefire was the only cat accompanying him today, but sometimes smaller was better when it came to patrols like this. Less voices to scare the prey away. "Any luck?" he asks her as soon as he's sets the squirrel down on the ground in front of him, voice quieted so as not to disturb any other creatures that could be about.

( ☼ ) come and take it

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  BURNSTORM THUNDERCLAN LEAD WARRIOR ; HE / HIM ; BROTHER TO MORNINGPAW, MOONWHISPER, HOWLFIRE, FIREFLYPAW, SKYCLAW & DUSKBIRD ; MATE TO ROEFLAME ; FATHER TO DOVEKIT, BEETLEKIT, AND LITTLEKIT
  

  A large, sharp tongued, tom with long black fur and golden, oval shaped, eyes.

  ✦ Difficult in battle. A skilled fighter + fights honorably
  

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