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Post by Scythepaw on Nov 4, 2009 20:35:49 GMT -5
Scythepaw had wondered away from camp, early in the morning. Why? Because he was bored and his belly was growling. Since nothing in the kill pile was too his liking, he decide to catch new prey and perhaps eat it on the sly. It was a cunning plan as the small tom smirked to himself. He was alone and no one would know it.
The apprentice opened his mouth slightly, scenting the morning air around him. Soon he caught a fresh scent of mouse. In fact a couple of them. His tail flicked excitedly as he stalk towards the gathering or prey. He peered through the tall grass, seeing the small family, a female and her previous offspring. The mother seem to look like she would be having more in a few weeks by how plump her belly was. She would make a wonderful catch, but he focused on the smaller ones.
He picked out a dark brown one from the group. His eyes shined brightly and tail twitch excitedly as he went into a hunter's crouch. He went forward lightly on silent paws, the target seem to move closer, unknowing of the small hunter that was stalking it. Then the tom strike! The others bolted for the den, but one didn't make it as it hang limply in Scythepaw's mouth. He gave a small purr and went somewhere quietly to eat his catch silently.
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Post by / / | n i n j a s t a r | \ \ on Nov 5, 2009 15:10:34 GMT -5
Rainsky padded into the meadow. It was sunny for leaf bare and that was different. He scented a vole and found it, stalkig it until he had the chance to pounce on it, and then kill it. He liked the fact that today was sunny, it meant that the prey would be out and wandering around. After he had killed his prey he buried it and began hutig more. Once he had a collection of mice ad voles, he carried it off to the camp ad came back. He knew the clan needed freshkill and so thats why he was hunting. He kew that if he didn't hunt, the freshkill pile would be way smaller, for he hunts alot. He sat down, thinking on what next he should do, for he had did his hunting for today and was now, of course, bored.
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Post by ♥Angelheart♥ on Nov 11, 2009 18:31:09 GMT -5
Ashwhisker
Ashwhisker went of on hunt after he visited his kits and Runningnose, he quietly walked along the forest floor trying not to make any noise as he scented the air....``mice ``,he whispered , Ashwhisker then crouched down and started to stalk the prey, with one quick leap and bite the mouse was dangling from his jaws.
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Post by / / | n i n j a s t a r | \ \ on Nov 12, 2009 21:41:58 GMT -5
Rainsky scented vole and then began padding toward it. Once he was close enough, he stalked it, and then pounced, with a quick bite to its neck. He burried it and began looking for more. He knew there was more, but it was leafbare and prey was scarce at this time of year, due to the fact that they were all in their burrows. Scenting a mouse, he did the same to it as he had done to the other, and burried it, saving it for later.
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mysticpaw
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Post by mysticpaw on Apr 27, 2011 6:32:33 GMT -5
Mysticpaw's violet eyes peered out of the bushes before her dainty silver paws stepped out. The Nala meadows wasn't just a place for hunting, it was often her little private place to just...walk around. Her nose caught the scents of mice, but she ignored it easily. Her gaze fluttered to the other cats, silently creeping up on their prey. She nodded respectfully at the older cats as she passed them, and grinned a greeting to her fellow apprentices before bounding far out, where the grass glittered with dew in the morning sun. There, she just relaxed, dropping on the grass, her silver streaked fur stretching out comfortably. She rolled onto her paws and lay there, enjoying the peaceful no-noise-ness of the meadows.
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