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Post by ۞Icestar۞ on Aug 11, 2009 21:54:00 GMT -5
Swanwing padded out of the warriors den and looked around. She didnt see anyone out yet. It was still early and everyone was asleep. She was tired cause last night she couldnt sleep. She didnt want to sleep today. She wanted to hunt. She then padded out of camp to go hunting. It was a beuatiful morning. The air was nice and crisp. She padded around and smeltdifferent kind of scents. She smelt mouse, bird and water. She notice that she was heading torwards the river but then she went throught another path. She didnt want to be caught at the border. She then saw a mouse scuffleing throught the tree roots. She got into a hunters crouch and crept over to it. She then swiped it with her paw and bit it on the neck. It was dead. She carried it with her to a spot that she usually naps at and place the mouse on the ground, and scraped dirt over it.
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Post by Sparrow on Aug 11, 2009 22:06:07 GMT -5
Sparrowsong watched Swanwing hunt, she wanted to know how good her Clan was, she was an early raiser, she always had been. She saw Swanwing come out right before herself and followed the brown tabby she-cat. She would watch her catch a few more before she revealed herself.
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Post by ۞Icestar۞ on Aug 11, 2009 22:14:25 GMT -5
Swanwing padded back to the spot where she caught the mouse. If there is one there is more. She was at the spot and saw nothing. She frowned, so she went deeper into the territory and saw a bird pecking at a seed. She got into a hunters crouch and crept over again. She then jumped on to the bird and bit its neck swiftly. She then picked it up and padded back to her spot and put it next to the mouse. She then sat down real fast as she noticed a thorn was in her paw. She picked her paw up and took it out with her teeth and spit it out. She licked her pad a couple og times then went back to hunt.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 3, 2009 0:50:12 GMT -5
Swanwing would need to get that check out.. Sparrowsong thought. She watched the tabby to back to waiting for the prey. Waiting was half of it, the chasing barely mattered, wait, chase, catch, kill... Kill, the last word stuck in her mind like warm blood stuck to her pads. She licked her lips, oh how she craved the taste of blood. Veins beating so hard, the scruffling of the mouse in front of her.
With a swift movement she took off. Wait, chase, chase, catch, kill... The warm blood filled her mouth, she enjoyed it too. With sudden horror she dropped the mouse, wide-eyed and dashed away. She had let her secret out! Swanwing had seen her craving the blood. What could she do now? Hide? No. Run? No. Face the problem? StarClan no. What could she do... ?
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