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Post by feather on Dec 6, 2011 15:42:00 GMT -5
It was a quite day as Feathersky walked stealthfully across the Windclan moor land, following the scent of rabbit. The breeze gently rose and fell in waves like the breath of a sleeping kit. Her long gray tail twitched as she thought about how she had followed it's scent trail for longer than she had hoped when she finally found it it was munching on a bit of grass. Feahtersky had first scented it the moment he step out of camp. She had followed from the camp near the training area. She had followed the rabbits scent trail all over the WindClan territory. Now the rabbit which was finally within her reach.
Feathersky saw her chance was and took it as she sprang forward onto the large prey landing her strong paws on it sinking her claws into its neck to be sure it wouldn't get away. She then bit into its neck, the rabbits warm blood flooding Feathersky's mouth. Standing on top of it Feathersky could tell that it was a bit on the scrawny side, as most of the prey have been recently. Feathersky was just thankful to have caught anything at all. When it became still Feathersky took her kill into a small juniper shrub next to a half fallen tree and buried it to collect later when she was done hunting.
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Muse;; Good |
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Dec 9, 2011 20:28:37 GMT -5
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, line-height:120%;][atrb=style, width:350px; padding:20px; background:#f8f8f8; border-left: 40px solid #BFAF60;] Cedarfang of WindClan not your average kind of girl  i'll always be a kid for you Cedarfang bounded through the grassy mooreland, enjoying the gentle breeze ruffling her fur as she stopped and parted her jaws to breathe in any prey-scent. She was downwind, and fortunately the scent of rabbit greeted her. Though another scent interrupted, and she found herself stalking towards another cat. She could see the outline of them against the sky, and thought she recognized a gray pelt.
Thinking for a moment, she realized that cat was Feathersky. "Hey, Feathersky!" she called out to her, running up to the gray she-cat. Cedarfang gave her chest a few content licks to settle the fluffed out patch of fur. "Good hunting?" she guessed when the scent of freshly-killed rabbit hung off of Feathersky's pelt. Cedarfang slowly lashed her tail in a friendly manner, smiling the whole time. Usually she wouldn't hunt while Nightblaze was watching, since he never let her out of camp due to her kits. Though she ignored him anyway. A she-cat needs her freedom, you know? WORDS 163 TAG Feathersky, Nightblaze NOTES Muse isn't that good today; sorry. ^3^;
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Post by feather on Dec 12, 2011 1:45:55 GMT -5
Feathersky was taking back at first by the sound of another cats voice, but not so frightened to cause her to jump or anything. She turned to see a familiar clan-mate, Cedarfang. It surprised Feathersky to see the queen so far from her kits, but she supposed one could only take being left in the nursery for so long. In a sense Feathersky envied Cedarfang, not that she let it show or would say anything about it but Feathersky longed for a mate and more importantly kits. Feathersky knew it was silly but she really wanted to be a mother and to play with her own kits, but for now that would have to wait.
"Hello Cedarfang, how are you?" Feathersky said politely even thought it seem quite obvious that the she-cat was in a good mood due to her cheerful nature. "How are the kits doing?" She asked with genuine care.
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Words;; 152
Muse;; Good
Other;; Thats fine xD Sorry it took me a few days to reply I had finals last week >.< |
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