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Batseeker glared at the water's edge near his paws. A black paw darted into the water swiping at a fish that swam close to where he was hunting. The fish swam away too quickly for him to catch it. Pulling his paw out of steam he shook the water off. Looking at the water in disgust he wondered how his fellow clanmates could swim in that. Batseeker preferred dry land and climbing trees over swimming in the water any day. He vaguely remember his mentor/his littermate Dragonguard calling him out for not wanting to swim nor taking the effort to learn how. The thought of his brother Dragonguard being his mentor still irked Batseeker many moons after the ordeal. How his own brother and littermate came off as high and mighty when he became a co-deputy. Now his younger brother Chimerastar was leader of Waterclan.
Backing away from the water's edge Batseeker searched for the nearest tree and scaled it. Finding a rather comfortable perch on a limb near the trunk of the tree. He watched the ground below and doing what he did best, and that was day dream about the times when he didn't live in Waterclan.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Aug 7, 2019 12:23:13 GMT -5
"Oi. How in Starclan's green earth did you miss that one."
Her voice was louder than a normal she-cat's. In fact, there really wasn't much 'normal' about her. Tuskblood stared up at the sulking tom with an arch brow and smirk on her maw, although it was difficult to tell behind her beastly face. She had grown accustomed to fishing in Waterclan. Of course, it was one of the many forms of hunting she learned while she lived in the strongholds. They had a similar territory to the water-loving clan, so it wasn't a difficult adjustment. Her olive eyes were narrowed as she looked up at him. Batseeker, right? That was his name? She was still trying to remember all of Chim's family, but they only made up half the clan... Sheesh. It's like they grew from the trees here. Literally. Her whiskers twitched in amusement at the thought.
