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life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
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Post by neverstarstar on Feb 24, 2020 0:21:16 GMT -5
He shoved away the indignant feeling of being watched, it felt like being mentored. But, honestly, he understood it. He'd messed the previous catch up and couldn't expect the trust he so desperately wanted. With a nod the tom crept forward, out of the snow and onto a crop of gray rock close that allowed him to blend in better. The finch seemed oblivious, pecking away at the cold ground and fluttering it's wings a bit as it hopped. Rabbitfolly crept as close as he dared, movements precise and measured. When he was close enough that he could catch the bird he paused, waiting until the bird fluttered and settled back down. With a tensing of his muscles and leap, the tom was on top of the bird. It flapped it's wings desperately but didn't have time to squawk before he killed it, turning back to Frostcloud with the catch and padding back through the snow, satisfied with himself once again.
"See? I knew you had it in you" Frostcloud praised, satisfied with Rabbitfolly's catch. There was something about Rabbitfolly that was rather enjoyable but she couldnt place it. All she could do was offer him a smile. "Let's catch a couple more and then we can start heading back."
life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
1,453 posts
Post by neverstarstar on Mar 22, 2020 23:55:21 GMT -5
Rabbitfolly didn't feel as ruffled as he perhaps would have earlier, instead he was grateful that he'd been able to prove his worth. It mattered to him, being important to his clan. In WinterClan blood mattered and Rabbitfolly wasn't blood. "Thank you," he muttered, burying the catch in some snow to collect later before focusing again on the hunt.
Frostcloud ventured a little along the border when she spotted a squirrel, digging in the snow. The white warrior crouched and stepped forward, her paws light. She was careful not to make the snow under her paw crunch too much. Once she was close enough, she leaped forward and landed on the squirrel. As she went to bite down, the squirrel wriggled out of her claws and began to race toward a tree. Frostcloud's heart lurched. She couldnt let this one get away. She darted forward again and just as it was climbing a tree, she grabbed it by the tail and dragged it off, giving it a swift killing bite. "Gotcha" she panted, feeling relieved that she hadn't missed it.
