- Feb 21, 2023
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you want a battle ? i'll give you a war .
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He nosed along the bushes, tail flickering to ignore the prickling fear that oozed as Honeywish watched with a gentle crinkle of his lime-colored optics. He sighed, feeling silly when he turned to stare at his mentor with a nervous, borderline sheepish expression. “S, Sorry.” He muttered, ears drawn back. He knew. He knew it wouldn’t happen again, not when he was so close to camp, but the unease didn’t reside, only increased tenfold. “I—” He paused, unsure. Stupid.
Dovepaw shuffled, singular optic scanning his surroundings before padding toward his mentor. “C, Can you s, show me that h, hunting crouch again?” He paused, unsure when Honeywissh shook his helm, gesturing towards the looming foliage. Oh. He winced. Hunting, right.
The freckled feline shuffled forward, Honeywish a few tail lengths away providing some comfort as he peered into the vast darkness, heart palpitating until he sucked in weak, shaky breaths until the familiar scent of lemon washed over him, soothing his panic before it even began. Right. He could do this. Hopefully.
With a nervous chitter, Dovepaw slithered forward, maw parted, taking in the familiar scent of pine until the squeak of a mouse invaded his senses, helm tilting to stare at his mentor who flashed an encouraging smile, ushering the scarred tom forward until Dovepaw darted forward, startling the mouse with a terrified shriek. His body locked up, optic wide in terror when he crashed, chest heaving with a terrified whine. No. No. No. He was fine. He shouldn’t—!
The freckled feline cursed, lunging forward, paws grappling with the ground until they sunk into warm flesh, cutting off its cries with a sharp nip to its neck.
He shuddered, turning to stare at Honeywish with a nervous jitter, paws bouncing, unsure. “I—” He frowned, wincing. “S, Sorry.” He mumbled, glancing down at the prone form when Honeywish merely laughed, bumping his shoulder good-naturally as if to say it was it’s okay.
Dovepaw laughed, hoarse, but still soft. “I, I finally c, caught something.”
/ @HONEYWISH mentor tag !
Dovepaw shuffled, singular optic scanning his surroundings before padding toward his mentor. “C, Can you s, show me that h, hunting crouch again?” He paused, unsure when Honeywissh shook his helm, gesturing towards the looming foliage. Oh. He winced. Hunting, right.
The freckled feline shuffled forward, Honeywish a few tail lengths away providing some comfort as he peered into the vast darkness, heart palpitating until he sucked in weak, shaky breaths until the familiar scent of lemon washed over him, soothing his panic before it even began. Right. He could do this. Hopefully.
With a nervous chitter, Dovepaw slithered forward, maw parted, taking in the familiar scent of pine until the squeak of a mouse invaded his senses, helm tilting to stare at his mentor who flashed an encouraging smile, ushering the scarred tom forward until Dovepaw darted forward, startling the mouse with a terrified shriek. His body locked up, optic wide in terror when he crashed, chest heaving with a terrified whine. No. No. No. He was fine. He shouldn’t—!
The freckled feline cursed, lunging forward, paws grappling with the ground until they sunk into warm flesh, cutting off its cries with a sharp nip to its neck.
He shuddered, turning to stare at Honeywish with a nervous jitter, paws bouncing, unsure. “I—” He frowned, wincing. “S, Sorry.” He mumbled, glancing down at the prone form when Honeywish merely laughed, bumping his shoulder good-naturally as if to say it was it’s okay.
Dovepaw laughed, hoarse, but still soft. “I, I finally c, caught something.”
/ @HONEYWISH mentor tag !
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