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Post by Marly on Jun 26, 2006 16:23:04 GMT -5
(OOC: hunting lesson perhaps?)
It was at about the crack of dawn, the sun barely peeking over the trees, and here in the middle of the moors, beside a hollow log, sat the young white tom, Moonpaw. The tip of his tail twitched endlessly, his gray optics whirled around the clearing where Dewstorm has sworn to met him at sunrise. He hoped that perhaps today some training might be thrown in, as he's gotten little of it from his Mentor. He could understand how busy she'd been, afterall she was Deputy. The fluffy apprentice still couldn't wait 'til a real battle came his way. A movement from the dry crisp grass told him something lurked ahead. His auds swivled 'round, as his body lowered to the ground, readying himself for a pounce. As small brown head popped out of the grass, beedy black eyes frantic, it's tiny vermon head looked straight ahead. While the mouse took it's time, Moonpaw lunged, getting a good pawhold on the rodent, he tossed it up in the air, and caught it in his teeth, and did this a few more times before it finally seemed to die of shock. Unamused, the male shuffled the dead prey under some grass, and kicked soem dirt overtop, as he'd seen a few others do. He sat back up, waiting as patient as he could for his mentor to show.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 27, 2006 14:26:46 GMT -5
Well hello Moonpaw, you ready for a hunting lesson? Dewstorm meowed as she appeared on to the scene. It was time this apprentice got some training, she was ready. Her pelt shone brightly, her eyes gleamed with confidence, she was ready to be what was right for Moonpaw and her clan.
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Post by Marly on Jun 27, 2006 14:32:59 GMT -5
The ivory tom flinched, his head spinning and a look of relief when he saw his mentor, and deputy standing behind him. "Dewstorm" he smiled slightly, getting to his paws, he nodded his head towards the dead prey he had recently attacked, "I already caught a field mouse!" he boasted proudly.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 27, 2006 14:38:54 GMT -5
Great! Now what do you think you need to work on? Dewstorm asked Moonpaw. Her blue orbs looked at him, her tail waved happily. She soon thought of her leader what could he be doing?
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Post by Marly on Jun 27, 2006 14:47:06 GMT -5
Eagerly fourmed shoulders shrugged, "I...erm....Dunno? I've never really been hunting...what if i want to hunt a rabbbit?" he asked, with pure interest. The thoughts in his head whirled 'round, this was it! His first hunting lesson! Tonight he could share what he'd learned with Nettlepaw and Swankit! His gray optics flared with excitment.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 27, 2006 14:50:56 GMT -5
Well as any prey if you make noise they scare and run away, but the rabbit has very large ears which are great for hearing. So you have to crouch down and be very quiet. Dewstorm explained and she dropped down into a hunting pose and crawled with out making any noise.
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Post by Marly on Jun 27, 2006 14:54:50 GMT -5
Moonpaw nodded, his front chest skimming the ground, crouching in a stalking pose, mimicing such as Dewstorm was showing him. His tail weaved back and fourth as he stalked his imaginary rabbit. "Like this? he whispered, even though he couldn't detect any prey near.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 27, 2006 15:10:48 GMT -5
Very good thats exactly right Dewstorm meowed proudly of her apprentice. Her eyes darted towards a small scuffling noise. It was a rabbit. Now watch. she whispered. Her body crouched once again and began to silently stalk the tasty morsel. Her hind legs bunched up an she launched herself onto the rabbit and with her needle-like claws she killed the prey. Dewstorm buried it. You don't have to find a rabbit, but please demonstrate your hunting skills. sh emeowed, flicking her tail towards a mouse.
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Post by Marly on Jun 27, 2006 15:18:19 GMT -5
A gasp emitted from the apprentices lips as he watched. He could smell the blood even after Dewstorm had burried the lapine. He nodded, and did the best he could to srike the pose he had just witnessed her doing. Crouching low, seeing his invisble and imaginary rabbit once again. He could see it clearly in his mind, and as Moonpaw lunged, he could even imagine it starting to dart, but not fast enough for the mighty apprentice, who leaped forward biting his fangs into the air. Unfortuently for him the rabbit hadn't really been there...so it wasn't quite as rewarding.
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Post by Marly on Jun 27, 2006 15:19:15 GMT -5
OOC: oops...missed the mosue part at the end...
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 27, 2006 15:21:30 GMT -5
That was good, now try catching that mouse over there. Dewstorm meowed once again flicking her tail towards the mouse who was now contently nimbling on a seed.
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Post by Marly on Jun 27, 2006 15:30:49 GMT -5
Moonpaw nodded. Pink nose in the air, sniffing quietly, his white auds perked as the scent of another mouse hit his nostrils, he licked his lips, knowing he wouldn't be able to eat it anyways, but the thought of sinking his fangs brought to him a delight. He crouched, slowly stalking forward, and kicked off hard on his back legs, pushign off into a lunge for the mouse. Black beedy eyes looked up, but it was too late, Moonpaw smoothered the tiny creature and quickly bite into it's neck.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 28, 2006 21:57:08 GMT -5
Exellent! That was perfect. Dewstorm meowed. Her mouth parted and she sniffed, mouse, rat, rabbit.... Fox? Dewstorm walked towards the scent, it was very strong. The grass was tall, but not tall enough to hide an adult fox. She parted the grass with her muzzle. It was a baby fox its small black nose sniffed, its pink tongue panted softly. Her head turned, Moonpaw come take a look at this, quickly. she meowed gesturing to him with her tail.
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Post by Marly on Jul 3, 2006 14:41:47 GMT -5
Moonpaw trotted up beside her, his mouth gaped in amazment, "Is that...A..Fox kit?" looking down at the tiny creature, it was a wonder they were feared, they seemed so cute! Moonpaw's gray orbs met with the sun at it's highest point in the sky, it was strange how fast time had gone by. A thought hit him almost as hard as a rock, 'Nettlepaw!' his sister imediatly came to mind. He nodded back to Dewstorm, "I'm sorry Dewstorm, I promised I'd go hunting with Nettlepaw at sun high. I'l remember what you taught me today!" he promised, hoping she'd understand. He'd already grown to love his mentor.
OOC: aww...sorry...I'm about to kill him and Nettlepaw...sad i know...but thier useless currently not to mention Massecre and the other gang of loners need to get some practice....:/
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jul 4, 2006 0:08:15 GMT -5
Goodbye! Dewstorm called after Moonpaw. She glanced at fox kit, but it had already vanished. Her paws dugg up some of the prey they had left, and headed towards camp.
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