wicked dreams || HUNTING PATROL

[Flamestar]

〔✦〕The blizzard had passed, but even without the heavy snow falling, that did not mean Thunderclan's borders magically were restored. Fourtrees had kept them alive during the worst of the weather, and until her clan was strong enough to push their enemies off of their lands, she would continue to hunt here. As her patrol split off into the clearing, she could smell Windclan nearby. But they had agreed to share this area, so she would not interrupt their hunt. Instead, she followed the trail of a squirrel. She followed the trail until it was fresh, before she lowered herself into a crouch. Her muscles were stiff from being on nest rest, and as she moved she winced, waiting for the pain to jolt through her...but nothing came. The leader let out a long exhale, then used her back legs to explode through the undergrowth. However, her leap was too short, landing just behind the squirrel. Before she could chase it, it ran up a tree far higher than she dared to climb. Had it gone into a shorter one, she would have pursued it...however, with only just being released yesterday, she didn't trust herself to go climbing so soon. "Fox dung.." the silent curse fell from her tongue, and she lashed her tail in irritation.

no damsel in distress ( dont need to save me ) //

• ooc. This is open to Thunderclan & Windclan since they are sharing the clearing!
  I rolled for fun & she did not catch anything. Not required to roll, I just did for flavor text (:
  
  apprentice tags @bayingpaw @MERLINPAW
• FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw & bayingpaw. storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
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  ✦ widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— difficult in battle, will start & finish fights
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  a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.

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[MERLINPAW]

The cold weather still seeped into Merlinpaw's flesh, like ice that thawed into her brittled sinews, until she felt that she could not untangle herself from the early winter. It was leagues better than weeks before, when the blizzard whipped into the forest and intertwined in her very being. Now, she felt as though the wintry breath remained within her, but had subsided in its reign. The dilute tortoiseshell trailed after her flame-coated mentor, attempting to plod as quietly as possible through the heaving white. No matter how gently she pushed upon leaf-bare's sides, it would always resists and huff back at her. With purling strands of fur lagging behind her, she sighed as the fog culminated around her maw, only to disappear into the meager winds. Long whiskers twitched as she caught upon a trail that bled into the snow, as though the prey assumed it would grant it clemency from the hunt, and perhaps they had grown slack-spined and heavy-footed in her bumbling presence. Crouching down as she had practiced many times, Merlinpaw searched around for where the future fresh-kill would hide. There! Hawkish eyes caught upon a particular patch of alabaster, tussled as if it held some secret key that only the keen-gazed could seize. In a too-hasty instant, she leapt for the kill and dove straight into the snow. Luckily, bared ivories caught into sanguine and sinew, and she briskly closed down on wherever she could reach. Her eyes had been blinded by the snow, so much that she couldn't even tell if she had fallen farther into the snow. When she shook away the white powder that clung strongly to her tousled pelt, a scrawny mouse lie limp within her jaws, as though it had become weatherworn as the winter ate it from the inside. It held so little meat, but it would be enough in dire hours. It was better to pray in good times than beg in bad ones.

"L-Look! I - I caught... a m-mouse!" She beamed as she held it up for Flamestar. She even let Bayingpaw take a good look at the spoils of her hunt - she wanted to look like a cool older apprentice to her younger peers.​

 

[Palefire]

It had been an honor to accompany Flamestar to Fourtrees last moon when she had set up a meeting with Scorchstar. Granted, most of their council members were recovering from the battles with Shadowclan and Riverclan, but it showed that she had managed to earn back a measure of her leader's trust. And now, they were back again, taking advantage of their newly made alliance with Windclan. Thunderclan would persevere.

The pale molly stalked quietly through the underbrush, trying to ignore the unease that settled in her stomach. Even though she agreed with Flamestar's decision to take the gathering lands for their own to get through leafbare, something about it still felt wrong. She could almost sense Starclan looking down on them now with disapproval, her fur bristling at the thought. Hopefully, they could catch what they needed quickly and be on their way home.

The warrior subtly flicked her tail to signal her apprentices to spread out, sending Ivorypaw and Meadopaw off in opposite directions. She continued into the clearing, paws light upon the ground as she neared the tree line. A faint, mouthwatering scent blew past her on the breeze, and her ears swiveled to catch sounds of rustling in the frozen grass nearby. Her sharp ocean gaze snapped left when small, round ears peeked out from under a fallen branch, a twitching nose soon following.

Palefire instinctively lowered to her belly, her spine rigid and tail straight as she crept towards her prey. The mouse hadn't noticed her yet, the wind carrying her scent away from it. The creature froze briefly before scampering out of its hiding place, giving the lilac she-cat the chance to pounce. Her hind legs pushed hard off the cold ground, and she landed squarely on her target. The mouse barely shrieked before her jaws descended, silencing it with one swift bite. She collected her catch and returned to her group, gaze searching for her apprentices to see how they faired.

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  PALEFIRE ♡ she / her, warrior of thunderclan, 21 moons
  ⭃ lh lilac lynx point w/ low white and striking blue eyes
  ⭃ single, crushing on no one // npc x npc
  ⭃ mentoring meadowpaw & ivorypaw // mentored by nightbird
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted // all opinions ic
  ⭃ underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by limerence ↛ @limericks. on discord, dm for plots