camp what's this, what's this // ruined prey [event]

[Ternstar.]

FROM COFFIN TO THE CRADLE
I GOT DEMONS, I GOT ANGELS​

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ternfrost ♛ 24 moons ♛ female ♛ she/her ♛ shadowclan queen ​

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Leafbares early approach is troublesome - for all involved, but especially for shadowclan. In teuth, Ternfrost can't recall a leaf-bare where shadowclan wasn't suffering from hunger, death, and sickness. As a child, she'd survived on sheer stubbornness alone (and bones, and ice, and any insects her grubby paws could get a hold of). She remembers pelts and eyes dulled by hunger, the way bones had jut from once full figures. She'd been relieved that her kits had been born before the cold season - that they would know fully bellies for a while longer at least. and yet- and yet. Starclan must surely be mocking her.

Head shakes in frustration as the queen plods from the nursery, vibrant eyes honing in upon the prey-pile as she makes her way forwards. If there is one good thing about this situation, it is that she does not have to sneak bites here and there - as a queen, she often gets first pick. But such things are of little help when there isn't much to pick from in the first place.

Paws pick through the meager pile, and, should anyone happen to be watching they'd be met with quite a strange sight - Ternfrost turning her muzzle up at the lizard she pulls from the freshkill pile, a grimace stretched across her maw. " Tch. " comes annoyed grunt, before the molly is flinging the creature to the side, uneaten.

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I - S H O U L D- H A V E- B E E N- B O R N- W I T H-
A -W A R N I N G- L A B E L

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// event thread. feel free to have y/c be confused, but context is the some of the prey was frozen and ruined by the sudden frost! oh no!

 

[Needledrift]

☾ The lizard lands with a soft thump and Needledrift winces at the waste. Even scaley, a lizard could easily feed a kit or two in a pinch. She pawed at it, turning the thing over to inspect... rot. Or perhaps just a twisted version of it, as the thing had turned grey and black and leathery in the cold, a shrunken mockery of the food it had been the night before. A grimace seeping into the gray she-cat's features, twisting the side of her face that sloped with her jaw.

"Useless..." she huffed, "how do we keep prey from going bad when there's no way to protect from the frost? We certainly can't take kits hunting with us to make sure they are fed before the prey is inedible..." ​

 

[MARBLEPAW]

It's not common to see a cat in ShadowClan turn aside food — especially not a queen tending to kits. Marblepaw's eyes widen just a fraction as Ternfrost pushes a lizard aside with a visible expression of disgust. She pads closer, curious; had someone, maybe one of the new apprentices, brought in crowfood? That wouldn't be the first time that had happened, after all. But when she approaches on Needledrift's right, she sees the issue. The thing is black in spots, its skin dried beyond comprehension. Its smell is off, too.

Needledrift wonders aloud how the Clan is meant to keep prey good long enough to feed anyone; Marblepaw silently agrees. The medicine cat apprentice bends closer to sniff the lizard and grimaces with regret. "Someone just caught this last night," she murmurs. Her tail snakes behind her. The Clan had been busy, their jaws laden with herbs or prey or moss, but it seems despite all their efforts, they can't escape the worst of leafbare.

Marblepaw's gaze drifts to the remainder of the fresh-kill pile. "Are any of the others bad like this one? I guess we should check."

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
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• Marblekit . Marblepaw, she/they w/ feminine and non-gendered terms.
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — 10 moons old, ages realistically on the 1st.
  — mentored by Starlingheart ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a
  — shadowclan medicine cat apprentice, formerly a rogue. siltcloud x lilacfur, gen 3.
  — currently mated to n/a.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh fawn tabby with dull green eyes. courageous, curious, introspective, observant, judgmental, snarky.

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