huntin(orignal i kno)

[turtle]

Pantherpelt came to the field. She saw a rabbit. She went towards the place she saw it. She positioned herself so the rabbit wouldn't smell her and she crept up quietly. She pounced and caught. She killed it off easily with a bite to the neck. She brought to a place in the middle of the field to start a pile and then went back to hunting.

[aemin]

The WindClan tomcat followed his Clanmate to the fields. At once, a sigh of pleasure escaped him from being back in his own land, so much like a loners. RiverClan's land had never given him this much joy. Seeing Pantherpelt beginning to hunt, he dropped into a stealthy crouch. Warheart ranged about. A rabbit was just in front of him. The warrior raced forward to kill it, but the rabbit swiftly got away. Warheart felt a pang of distress. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be a true WindClan cat.

[rex.]

ooc: is this an open thread? if its not, i'll delete this

A large black form pushed its way towards the two cats. 'That was a good swift catch, Pantherpelt!' he purred. 'maybe you could teach a thing or two to Warheart.' KashClaw emerged fully from the grass and meowed 'lucky to have even found those two anyway, so be thankfull for that, it being the middle of leafbare, shame that one had to get away.' the Deputy gave the Tom a pitying look. he could understand the tom's need for acceptance in the clan.
'they'll be back.' he promised as he gave his large paw a quick lick, cleaning off flecks of blood from his own previous kill, and savoring the metalic taste.

[aemin]

ooc|: This can be open, I guess. Turtleclaw?

bic|: The WindClan warrior bowed his head respectfully to the WindClan deputy. They better be back Warheart meowed. The Clan needs every piece of fresh kill it can get. He gave his shoulder a swift lick before tracking a rabbit scent away from Kashclaw and Pantherpelt. The rabbit scent led to a clump of bushes. The rabbit was sitting just inside the clump. Warheart dropped steathily int a crouch, coming towards the rabbit from downwind. It was unalerted. The warrior released his muscles and chased the rabbit over a hill before bringing it down with a sharp bite. Proudly, Warheart picked up his fresh kill and carried it all the way back to the pile the hunters were making.

[rex.]

Kashclaw watched Warheart return and smiled 'well you're getting the speed necessary to hunt here, it looks like' he meowed approovingly.

[aemin]

Warheart dipped his head. Yes, I am he agreed. It was hard to run so freely in RiverClan. The warrior flinched as soon as he uttered his former Clan's name and immediately urned hi back, stalking a rabbit nearby.

[rex.]

ooc: i wonder if there are actually that many rabbits in such a condensed area at one time....

'i would assume so.' meowed the deputy simple as he lifted a large, polydactlypaw to relieve it from the cold snow for a bit.

[Azure]

Amberflower slowly walked up. In her jaws was a plump rabbit. She put the rabbit down and nodded her head respectfully to Kashclaw."Any good hunting lately?"she asked wrapping her amber tail around her burnt amber paws to keep them warm.

[snowfire]

A silver tabby tom stepped carefully around the snow, and dipped his head to Kashclaw, the deputy. He eyed the small pile of fresh-kill beside the deputy, and mewed, "Looks like you have had a lot more luck than me! I couldn't find even the smallest rabbit,"

[Miss Midnight||]

An alabaster tom entered to where the other felines held their conversation, in his jaws was a large hare. The hare may have been large, but it was emaciated. He dropped his kill at the deputy's forepaws and meowed, well, this what I caught. It's not much, but it will do. Coldkill somewhat hated Kashclaw, and thought that would've made a much better deputy, but he kept his feelings hidden.

[rex.]

kashclaw's ears flicked up with suprise and the sudden appearance of so many cats, but he gave his shoulder a calming stroke with his tongue and meowed 'looks like we have a real patrol now. My kills are all back aways and hidden, so i'll pick it up later.' The ebony tom began to walk through the snow, his muscular body plowing the snow aside as he moved 'I was about to patrol the border around here, does anyone want to join me?'
the tom gave Coldkill a look as though he were hoping he would volenteer to come. he had for some time noticed a negative energy coming from the tom towards him and he was curious if it was just him or what

ooc: i think you mentioned that the hated im before, anyway, way to join the bandwagon of slides i likes much

[Miss Midnight||]

The white warrior looked up at his ebony form, and meowed, I will. His mustard optics blazed with certain hatred, but was it his fault? Didn't every warrior want to become deputy? The question played in his mind over and over again, but he shook them away with a swift shake of his head.

[aemin]

Warheart cast a swift glance at Pantherpelt. He would have liked to patrol the border, but he left Pantherpelt to decide. Padding up to her shoulder. She was practically the only cat he knew in WindClan, so it might be best to stick by her for a bit.

[Miss Midnight||]

The tom made a cruel, sideways glance at Warheart. What piece of mouse-dung, cowering like that. Coldkill hissed under his breath so no one could hear. He kept his distance from the warrior, not wanting to get close to such a weakling, that is, in his own opinion.

[aemin]

Warheart noticed his Clanmate's look. The fur on his shoulder slightly bristled, but he kept it down under the gaze of Kashclaw. He stuck to Pantherpelt's side for his own reasons, and his Clanmates should respect that.