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Hunt
Sept 8, 2007 15:06:06 GMT -5
Post by Miss Midnight|| on Sept 8, 2007 15:06:06 GMT -5
Ooc: This thread is for Streamy, but anyone can join if they want.
The sun rode high in the cloudless sky as Mushroompaw made his way through the Tallpines, needles that fallen from the limbs of the trees prickling his pads. The white tom crept around in a stalking position and parted his maw as a delicious smell tickled his scent glands. His red eyes lit up, detecting a mouse nearby. He slithered forward silently and finally leaped. His teeth sunk into the small vermin, killing it in an instant. Blood seeped into his jaws, making his mouth water. But he wouldn't eat the mouse. The Clan is fed first. The thought slipped through his mind quickly, reminding him of the Warrior Code.
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Sept 12, 2007 20:20:35 GMT -5
Post by STREAMY ?! on Sept 12, 2007 20:20:35 GMT -5
OOC-Sorry!! I totally forgot!
A sleek black shape slunk through the tall pines (hence the name) as yellow eyes scanned the undergrowth for marks of prey. Black ears were pricked to listen for the sounds of tiny paws scuffling the undergrowth. Then he heard a tiny sound and padded quietly to a spot that smelled of prey. Right before he got there, he scented blood and cat scent--ThunderClan. Specifically, Mushroompaw.
Hey, Mushroompaw, how's training going? He glanced at the dead mouse. You better bury that.
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Sept 18, 2007 18:12:50 GMT -5
Post by Miss Midnight|| on Sept 18, 2007 18:12:50 GMT -5
The voice startled him and he flinched, but sighed as he recognized his own Clan. Mushroompaw picked over the cat’s words carefully and licked his chest thoughtfully. Training, He echoed blankly, blinking his red saucers. I haven’t seen my mentor in awhile. The white apprentice replied finally and scraped loose dirt over his kill.
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Sept 19, 2007 18:11:48 GMT -5
Post by STREAMY ?! on Sept 19, 2007 18:11:48 GMT -5
Lunarpelt narrowed his eyes. Who's your mentor again? I forget. Having no apprentice himself, he didn't keep up with these sort of things. He blinked his yellow optics, waiting for Mushroompaw's answer.
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Sept 20, 2007 19:43:37 GMT -5
Post by Miss Midnight|| on Sept 20, 2007 19:43:37 GMT -5
Mushroompaw became nervous as he shuffled his paws anxiously. Had he forgotten the cat's name already? Nightpelt, I think it was, something of the sorts... He drifted off after speaking, ruby pools glancing past Lunarpelt. The white apprentice didn't think he really required a mentor though, he was perfectly fine the way he was.
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Sept 20, 2007 19:47:05 GMT -5
Post by STREAMY ?! on Sept 20, 2007 19:47:05 GMT -5
Lunarpelt nodded. He could tell the tom was becoming uneasy. Er, all right. I guess I'll...leave you now. Besides, Mushroompaw seemed distracted.
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Sept 20, 2007 19:57:24 GMT -5
Post by Miss Midnight|| on Sept 20, 2007 19:57:24 GMT -5
Mushrompaw looked up in alarm. No- I mean, you don't have to go, but if you're busy I understand... He meowed shyly, he was always so awkward around other cats. He cursed this behavior silently, wishing he could be more social.
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