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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 5, 2017 19:07:44 GMT -5
Peak's Wolf nodded and watched Bright Moon, ear's perked as he listened to the wind, the branches, rustling and other surrounding sounds. His eyes took a quick scan of the sky before returning to her lithe body.
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 5, 2017 19:08:04 GMT -5
Feather Fall looked over at Little Wolf, noting the movement. "You're a print, not a cub. Do I really need to go with you both so you stay on task?" She sighed, heading toward the camp entrance before looking back. "Well, don't lag behind. You can both hunt well and with the three of us, I hope to bring back a good amount of prey." Little Wolf squeaked with protest, then followed. She kicked a stone, and sighed, in the annoying way only young cats can do. |
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Post by Fresh Sans Genderbend on Feb 5, 2017 19:10:30 GMT -5
Bright Moon heard a twig crack and instantly dropped into a crouch and stalked towards the source of the sound, scenting the mouse who made the noise.
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Post by literalynxxo on Feb 5, 2017 19:25:48 GMT -5
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Breeze Beetle slunked behind them, his legs trembling as he followed the
two she-cats out of the safety- which never seemed safe after what his father had
done- of camp.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 5, 2017 19:28:36 GMT -5
Feather Fall lead the way toward Falcon's Valley, the pine needles shifting under her paws. She noted a set of black pelts not far away near the end of the Black Forest, but returned her gaze to the direction of the moors.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 5, 2017 19:29:41 GMT -5
Peak's Wolf spotted a glimpse of white in the distance before returning his attention to Bright Moon who seemed to have found prey.
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 5, 2017 19:32:14 GMT -5
Little Wolf scurried after, annoyed, and huffing with self importance as she sniffed the air, even though she wouldn't be able to catch anything.
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Post by Fresh Sans Genderbend on Feb 5, 2017 19:44:17 GMT -5
Bright Moon pounced and landed on the mouse, killng it with a swift bite to the neck and feeling a rush of satisfaction.
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Post by literalynxxo on Feb 5, 2017 19:49:18 GMT -5
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Breeze Beetle's spirits lifted- if even possible- as the three cats entered the moors.
He was slightly less skittish in the open moors, the tall grass brushing his short fur and the
breeze flowing through his whiskers. It was far away from water, a place of
trauma for him. Though he still had his ears flat against his head, his hackles
raised and his tail pressed against his legs, his head was held the slightest bit higher.
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 5, 2017 19:49:55 GMT -5
(gotta go bye)
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 5, 2017 19:58:24 GMT -5
(Bye Royal)
Feather Fall noted the tension that relieved from the air before returning her attention to searching for prey. She breathed in the air and caught the scent of rabbit not long before spotting the large, grey rodent a few fix lengths away under the tall grass.
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 5, 2017 20:40:34 GMT -5
(Imma back)
Little Wolf kept trying to find something, and, as if her destiny was to make a fool of herself, she stepped on a giant, brittle twig, and it snapped.
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Feb 5, 2017 20:43:13 GMT -5
[where should I start roleplaying?]
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 5, 2017 20:44:53 GMT -5
(Shaded Fern could've seen Feather Fall, Little Wolf and Breeze Beetle leave camp and have gone after them wanting to do something)
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 5, 2017 20:46:08 GMT -5
(And Little Wolf will have a heart attack)
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 5, 2017 20:47:27 GMT -5
(XD lol)
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Post by literalynxxo on Feb 5, 2017 20:51:30 GMT -5
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(So would Beetle lol)
Breeze Beetle crept away from the group, and began to search for his own prey. He hated having to end the creatures life, just as his father had almost ended his, but it was better than being a Claw, who had to force the blood away from creatures who threatened the tribe. With hunting, he could be quick and without any pain for the small creatures.
Plus, he could never be brave enough to battle the fierce animals that threatened his home. With their glinting teeth and sharp claws or talons... he gave a shiver, and ducked his head back in the grass, his ears as flat as possible, and his tail gripped tightly around the scars on his leg.
"T-time to h-hunt.." He murmured anxiously.
(I gotta go for a few minutes. I have to eat dinner :T)
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 5, 2017 20:58:32 GMT -5
Little Wolf jumped forwards, momentarily of guard. She had just gotten the weirdest feeling that something was behind her. But, as she looked, nothing was there. She shrugged, wary, and then went back to sniffing out non existing preyl
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 5, 2017 21:03:51 GMT -5
Feather Fall made her way in a slow, wide, arch, not watching to alert the hare of her whereabouts. As she neared, she drastically changed her pace to a sprint and the rabbit, realizing it was being hunted, scrambled forward to late. She'd already pressed against it with a paw and she held in firm, not loosing her grip despite its thrashing. She leaned down and gave it a swift, sharp bite to its neck, and waited for a moment, making sure it was dead.
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 5, 2017 21:07:20 GMT -5
Little Wolf was really discuraged by the lack of prey. She sat down on a log, and sighed. "Well this isn't half as much fun as it would be if there was prey."
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Feb 5, 2017 21:33:43 GMT -5
Shaded Fern silently crept forward, not making much of a sound. She had seen some of her tribemates leave camp, and she wondered what they would be up to. And besides, tracking was more fun than sitting around in camp. It seems like they were hunting, so she tried not to disturb them and just follow them around.
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Post by literalynxxo on Feb 5, 2017 21:37:18 GMT -5
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Breeze Beetle gently nosed his way around the vast fields, his nose leading the
way has his tail swished back and forth, timidly bringing up the rear. He spotted
a delicate rabbit nibbling on a few blades of grass, unaware that there was a hungry
tribe that needed it to survive. The rabbit happily hopped a few paces, and began to munch
on a few seeds.
The black and white cat lurked forward, his heart racing and his yellow eyes trained on the
target. His long legs drew into a crouch, and his tail grew still. In a flash of fur,
the rabbit was dead, and Breeze Beetle, content that he had successfully delivered a
painless death, cautiously picked up the soft bundle of peace and stillness.
It seemed that nowadays hunting was the only thing that gave the young cat the slightest bit
of calmness.
He regained his jittery stance, and quickly dashed back to where he
had last seen Little Wolf and Feather Fall, figuring that when they were done
hunting, they could head back to camp and Breeze Beetle could be in the some-what
safety of camp walls. He sat restlessly in the tall grass of the moors, waiting
for the others to return.
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Post by Fresh Sans Genderbend on Feb 6, 2017 16:41:23 GMT -5
[Aww bye]
Bright Moon padded back to Peak's Wolf with her mouse. "Satisfied?" She asked, dropping the mouse at his paws.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 6, 2017 16:50:23 GMT -5
(It's alright, thank you for notifying me)
Peak's Wolf watched as Bright Moon made the catch and brought it back to him. "Very. Go bring this to the moors, I saw a patrol heading there. I have my own job to do." He instructed her. He'd rather not waste his time watching apprentices when he should be searching the border for threats.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 6, 2017 17:01:42 GMT -5
(Mentors updated)
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Post by Fresh Sans Genderbend on Feb 6, 2017 17:36:53 GMT -5
Bright Moon nodded "Okay," She said before picking up her prey and padding off in search of the patrol Peak's Wolf told her to find.
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Post by DarkRedAsh on Feb 7, 2017 20:25:58 GMT -5
Little Wolf decided it would be better for everyone if she just went back to camp. She bounded a cross the terrain, bumping into Beetle Breeze on the way. "Oh, hey. I think it would be better for everyone if I just go back to camp. I hate hunting." she murmured.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Feb 7, 2017 20:57:09 GMT -5
Feather Fall looked around and Spotted Little Wolf speaking Breeze Beetle and she bounded over, the rabbit hanging limply from her jaws, not yet aware of Bright Moon.
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Post by literalynxxo on Feb 7, 2017 21:02:16 GMT -5
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Breeze Beetle jumped as Little Wolf spoke from behind him.
He quickly righted himself, his rabbit fixed in his jaws. He gave a nod,
his yellow eyes, as usual, glancing around skittishly. He gave a sheepish nod,
and flinched uneasily as Feather Fall quickly made her way over to the two,
taking a small nervous step back.
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