- Jun 22, 2023
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"O SOL PEDIU A LUA EM CASAMENTO"
The stark feline would slip out of the warriors den quietly only briefly casting a quick glance over his shoulder hoping that he hadn't woke anyone up from their sleep, it was one of those days that Hailstorm had woke up a little earlier than usual but he spent that time keeping himself busy and readying for the rest of the day that awaited him. He sat down in the middle of camp taking the time to groom down his unruly fur from having been tossing and turning in that last hour of his slumber, he lifted up a paw and let his tongue carefully move over the fur there then began to fix the fur around his face and ears. He moved onto his back that was a lot messier, Hailstorm grimaced briefly before shaking his head and putting in the work. After he fixed himself up, well, he would stretch out and make his way out of the camp carefully deciding that he would go on a quick solo hunt and catch something. One of his long ears flicking slightly to ward off a bug as his paws carried him out further through the territory and made sure to tread carefully not wanting to step on anything that could potentially alert the prey nearby.
Once he found a good spot that had plenty of foliage and shrubbery, Hailstorm would stop in his tracks and both of his large ears would begin to turn ever so slightly to catch the small scuffling noises of smaller prey like mice. He had to be a little more cautious and careful with his steps considering that the plants could only do so much to hide him and his snowy coat seeing as that was the only issue that ever presented itself to him whenever he chose to hunt. It was as if he was a small mound of snow that continued to walk within the woods despite the change of weather, a dumb little flurry that chose to stick around. The thought itself was enough to make him snort underneath his breath in self amusement, Hailstorm would lower his body carefully hearing a small noise in the distance. Permanent flurry or not, he had to make sure he didn't scare anything away while stalking for prey.
Taking in a deep breath, he slipped further into the foliage around him and his eyes locked onto a small rodent in front of him looking around for food much like himself; a vole. He'd lift a paw upwards letting it hang in the air for a good moment then pounced forward managing to catch its little leg and flung it into the air where he would leap forward, his jaws locking onto its tiny body and swiftly killing it. He would land on the forest floor carefully and glanced around to make sure he hadn't caused too much of a ruckus and scared anything else that could've been around him. With vole still secured in his jaws, he continued to search for any smaller creatures that he could pounce on and snag along the way. He would prove to be successful in his hunt and bring back some mice and two voles. Hailstorm stepped into camp quietly and noticing that the camp was a bit more livelier than he had left it.
Once he found a good spot that had plenty of foliage and shrubbery, Hailstorm would stop in his tracks and both of his large ears would begin to turn ever so slightly to catch the small scuffling noises of smaller prey like mice. He had to be a little more cautious and careful with his steps considering that the plants could only do so much to hide him and his snowy coat seeing as that was the only issue that ever presented itself to him whenever he chose to hunt. It was as if he was a small mound of snow that continued to walk within the woods despite the change of weather, a dumb little flurry that chose to stick around. The thought itself was enough to make him snort underneath his breath in self amusement, Hailstorm would lower his body carefully hearing a small noise in the distance. Permanent flurry or not, he had to make sure he didn't scare anything away while stalking for prey.
Taking in a deep breath, he slipped further into the foliage around him and his eyes locked onto a small rodent in front of him looking around for food much like himself; a vole. He'd lift a paw upwards letting it hang in the air for a good moment then pounced forward managing to catch its little leg and flung it into the air where he would leap forward, his jaws locking onto its tiny body and swiftly killing it. He would land on the forest floor carefully and glanced around to make sure he hadn't caused too much of a ruckus and scared anything else that could've been around him. With vole still secured in his jaws, he continued to search for any smaller creatures that he could pounce on and snag along the way. He would prove to be successful in his hunt and bring back some mice and two voles. Hailstorm stepped into camp quietly and noticing that the camp was a bit more livelier than he had left it.
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