- Sep 20, 2022
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☁ // @SHALLOW
The need for fresh meat was growing increasingly more desperate. The food that had filled the twoleg bins had been pleasant enough, but it didn't sate the primal needs that a piece of true prey provided. Naturally his mind was on that of Siltcloud as he continued to hold a growing worry for the she-cat. Unfortunately because of his worry he didn't feel confident enough to stray too far from the alleyway where they resided, so heading out into the forest was out of the question. He needed to make do with what the streets and gardens could provide.
On that day fortune would shine upon him as he caught a distinctive scent in the air: rabbit! It seemed as though a child's Christmas gift had escaped its hutch and had been wandering between the gardens, though it wouldn't be wandering for much longer if Sharpeye could find it. The tom kept his nose to the ground as he slunk through a hole in the fencing which brought him into a large garden filled with various plants. The scent of the rabbit was strong now, but spotting it was proving difficult. And to make matters worse there was another scent too, that of another cat. Frustration gnawed at the former SkyClanner as his single good eye searched for the other. "I can smell you. Guessin' you're also after the rabbit, right?" Perhaps he could cut a deal, they bring it down and split the catch. At least then neither would go empty pawed, and more importantly he would be spared from fighting.
The need for fresh meat was growing increasingly more desperate. The food that had filled the twoleg bins had been pleasant enough, but it didn't sate the primal needs that a piece of true prey provided. Naturally his mind was on that of Siltcloud as he continued to hold a growing worry for the she-cat. Unfortunately because of his worry he didn't feel confident enough to stray too far from the alleyway where they resided, so heading out into the forest was out of the question. He needed to make do with what the streets and gardens could provide.
On that day fortune would shine upon him as he caught a distinctive scent in the air: rabbit! It seemed as though a child's Christmas gift had escaped its hutch and had been wandering between the gardens, though it wouldn't be wandering for much longer if Sharpeye could find it. The tom kept his nose to the ground as he slunk through a hole in the fencing which brought him into a large garden filled with various plants. The scent of the rabbit was strong now, but spotting it was proving difficult. And to make matters worse there was another scent too, that of another cat. Frustration gnawed at the former SkyClanner as his single good eye searched for the other. "I can smell you. Guessin' you're also after the rabbit, right?" Perhaps he could cut a deal, they bring it down and split the catch. At least then neither would go empty pawed, and more importantly he would be spared from fighting.