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Pumpkinspice sat outside of the nursery, her eyes not leaving the fresh-kill pile. She could easily just nab something, but would others notice too quickly that she had already eaten not five minutes ago? She would be yelled at for sure if she got caught. Maybe she could just swipe something while no one was watching? Steal some from someone else?
A bit of drool dropped from Pumpkinspice's face as she spotted an especially delicious looking mouse in the pile, and her stomach growled. Surely no one was watching, or if they were, maybe they wouldn't notice that she already ate? Licking her lips, she made a decision. That mouse was calling her name. She just needed to be quick. With that thought in mind, she moved for the fresh-kill pile.
Post by Captain Ginger Beard on Dec 8, 2020 3:37:57 GMT -5
The second Pumpkinspice made a move for the pile Strongjaw put one paw in front of her stopping her dead in her tracks. "Now I wouldn't do that if I were you." Whispers Strongjaw pointing at the other Warriors with is head, now looking in their direction. "I'll cause a distraction if you get me a nice mouse too."
The moment that Strongjaw stepped into her path, she panicked, heart thudding loudly in her chest. She moved her mouth silently for a few seconds, trying, and failing, to come up with an excuse for her actions, but was left gaping when Strongjaw finished talking. It took her a little bit to realize what he had proposed, and slowly a smirk spread across her face. "It's a deal," she replied, vigorously nodding her head.
Post by Captain Ginger Beard on Dec 8, 2020 3:51:20 GMT -5
Strongjaw steps past Pumpkinspice obscuring her from the rest of the warriors. He scans the group of feeding warriors for the biggest meanest looking one, aside from himself obviously, finding none to be a suitable target he decides all of them will have to do. He aims for the center of the warriors and gets a running start his large mass moving in full force toward the group, "INCOMING" Shouted Strongjaw, the warriors had mere moments to react to the large grey tom barreling toward them. most could not move in time and were lifted off their feet from the impact others just barely getting out of the way.
Whatever Pumpkinspice had been expecting the large tom to do, it certainly wasn't that. Precious moments were wasted as she gaped at the cat-onball, her brain slow in processing what had just happened. The sight of the fresh-kill pile snapped her out of it though, and she moved as silently as she could, doing her best to make sure Strongjaw was blocking everyone's view as she nabbed the mouse she had been eyeing, then taking a few more seconds to pick out another tasty mouse. She moved as quick as she could, unsure how long everyone's attention would be on Strongjaw. She was so focused on the food that she didn't even register the fact that a couple of cats were probably hurt from the impact. It was well worth it for the second meal. "Got 'em," she whispered as she passed by Strongjaw on her way back, though the words were largely muffled by the mice hanging from her jaws.
Post by Captain Ginger Beard on Dec 8, 2020 4:11:55 GMT -5
Strongjaw had barely notice Pumpkinspice leaving, as he now had many angry warriors shouting and hissing at him, "What? I said incoming, the fact you didn't get out of the way was your own fault." Says Strongjaw with a shrug. Without giving the cats another thought Strongjaw walks away now covered in their food. Taking a second to look around he finds Pumpkinspice, now hiding behind a bush, "Now that is an impressive take." He says as he lays down next to her and begins eating his third meal.
