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& BEAT IT ! __________ » open Nov 20, 2013 2:08:13 GMT -8

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Nov 20, 2013 2:08:13 GMT -8

he raised his muzzle, dropping his jaw to let the warm scent of the forest lull on his tongue. elkheart let the smell reside there for a moment before gulping it down, laying low and crawling towards a pidgeon pecking on a few seeds near an oak tree. patience, thought elkheart, taking one careful step forward. you don't want to scare it off... during leafbare, any prey meant the clan would eat well, and elkheart didn't need to worry about supplying the cats with food. the first of the frosts blanketed the dirt and leaves, his tough pads no longer possessing the same traction as on dry land. he felt his paw jerk forward, slipping slightly, the ice sqeaking beneath him. clenching his teeth, elkheart hoped his prey hadn't heard the noise, but there was little hope now. the pigeon whirled around, its big eyes meeting elkheart's, and before the bengal could dive after it, it picked itself up and flew into the shadows. crap. elkheart sat, defeated, and licked his paw.

should he go after another catch or abandon the quest altogether? the dilemma was unsettling, and elkheart didn't enjoy being caught unawares. sure, he should be with a group, but it seemed the rest of the clan would rather huddle around and keep each other warm instead of eat. snorting with internal disgust, elkheart stood once more and tried to sniff out another animal.

this time, his prospect was bigger, and more dangerous. a tawny owl was in the area and on the hunt. looking up at the moon overhead, elkheart barely made out the shape of flapping wings, but darted after it. he managed to catch up with it, hiding behind a bracken bush. a mouse humbly sniffed the ground, not knowing it was about to become lunch. elkheart noticed the bird begin to swoop down, and just as the talons met the rodent, elkheart pounced.

he was able to land on the large bird's back, his weight enough to pin it to the ground. the owl struggled, screeching and flapping its wings, but elkheart hung on as best he could. amidst the jerking, twisting, and thrashing, he sunk his jaws into the animals neck and ripped sharply to the right. with a harsh squeak, the owl fell, dead and still. elkheart didn't have time to rejoice over his good luck, because he grabbed both the mouse and the owl in his jaws (as best he could) and began the slow journey back to the ravine.

Blizzardstar

thunderclan leader

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played by: Shiny

& BEAT IT ! __________ » open Nov 20, 2013 3:04:42 GMT -8

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Nov 20, 2013 3:04:42 GMT -8

[/i] he thought determinedly.

He opened his mouth, letting the air hit the scent glands at the top of his mouth. There was the fairly fresh scent of pigeon, but he couldn't hear anything. Blizzardstar pricked his ears more, hoping that maybe the pigeon was just farther away and he'd hear it if he waited. Instead, the screech of an owl sounded... relatively close. Along with the snarling of a cat. He didn't think before dashing off, towards the sounds of what sounded like a fight. He burst out of the frost-covered underbrush and almost ran right into Elkheart. "Are you okay? I heard an o...ow... owl..."

Blizzardstar felt his eyes go wide as the spotted the rather dead tawny owl being carried in the warrior's jaws. He looked between it and Elkheart, actually rather impressed, and meowed, "Wow..."
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◌ doe-eyes

thunderclan meddie

i see fire

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& BEAT IT ! __________ » open Nov 25, 2013 17:13:19 GMT -8

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Nov 25, 2013 17:13:19 GMT -8

And of course, the young medicine cat was out doing her daily task of sorting through the old and dried herbs. It made her feel at ease, cleared her thoughts and emptied her mind of some of the stress that came with holding the lives of each and every clanmate in her paws. Of course, she loved her job. She'd chosen to do it, and she didn't regret her job at all. Not one little bit. Wouldn't it be pathetic of her to just doubt herself and give up on her life long dream of healing that she'd finally accomplished?

Funny story, Doe-eyes had actually been in training to be a warrior for a moon before beginning her medicine cat training. And, let me tell you, that had been quite hilarious indeed. The poor little thing couldn't hunt, for she'd burst into tears over the death of the innocent little animal. Not minding them on the fresh-kill pile, but killing them just made her feel so evil towards the little creatures. They hadn't done anything wrong to be killed in the first place, so she'd often left the hunting up to the other cats, and just let her deal with the herbs.

With a gentle blink of her bright doe eyes, the medicine cat pawed a pile of unsorted herbs from her late afternoon expedition for leaves and berries in front of her. It seemed she had marigold, tansy, and lavender. They wouldn't be so hard to sort out, as they were all fresh and looked quite unique from one another. Smiling softly, and reaching down to slowly paw the herbs into a pile each home to a certain herb. Not wanting to have anything mixed up or in the way in case they were ever needed short notice, the medicine cat quickly placed each pile back in the den.

Padding back out, and leaning down slightly to lick the scraps of herbs from her slightly ruffled pelt, Doe-eyes sat down for a mere moment before she noticed Elkheart and Blizzardstar speaking with one another. So, it seemed the warrior had caught an owl. With excitement and wonder flaring in her bright, doe eyes, she trotted across the clearing with her tail straight up. Dipping her head in greeting to each of the other cats, she purred softly. "Wow! Nice catch, Elkheart," she purred warmly to the warrior tom cat.