Senior Warrior
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Shadowclan
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Post by Briarclaw on Jun 8, 2014 14:02:08 GMT -3
TAGGED: @birch His paws were muddy, a slight drizzle had started, and he smelled like something out of the carrionplace, but he carried three frogs, dangling by their legs which he held firmly with his fangs, soggy tail held proudly aloft as her slipped into the Shadowclan camp.
Greeting a few apprentices, praising their good catches, he placed his own on the pile, taking the largest frog and looking around to find someone to share it with. Everyone was busy with training or patrols or hunting or something and Starclan only knew where Galebutt was.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2014 21:02:39 GMT -3
| Having hunted earlier in the day, Whitefern had been at the camp for a bit longer than most of the others, and now she was beginning to feel restless. Generally she wasn't finished so early, or she'd continue her hunt for practice, but today was different. Making her way toward the center of the camp, she watched as Briarclaw returned with a dirty pelt and three frogs.
Curious, Whitefern followed the other cat, chin up and ears alert. "Nice catch, Briarclaw," she said, giving a nod toward other cats. "Though it did cost you a bit of cleanliness, didn't it?" The white cat's eyes wrinkled and her words ended in a purr that mimicked laughter. |
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Senior Warrior
4 posts in 37 moons
Shadowclan
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Post by Briarclaw on Jun 21, 2014 11:08:57 GMT -3
TAGGED: @whitefern Briarclaw turned at the meow of the younger she-cat, then twisted himself to examine his pelt, sticking his tongue out in annoyance. "Bleh, it was worth it though." And it had been, making a catch of three frogs to help feed the clan, including the new litters that had come to the nursery. The queens would be pleased with food, as long as it wasn't crowfood.
Swishing he tail a couple times, he looked down at the frog and back to the she-cat, a stupid grin on his face. "Want to share?" He asked, hooking the prey on his claws. It was too big for him to eat on his own, anyways, and he was never against having some company while eating.
"Do you have a patrol to go on later?" he asked curiously, looking up at the sun. The Sun High border patrol would have already left the camp, so unless she was on the night patrol or a hunting patrol, she'd likely be as bored as he.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2014 15:47:27 GMT -3
| Whitefern nodded. "Alright," she said, pawing at the offered food. "Thank you." Her ears perked in response.
As Briarclaw continued to speak, Whitefern shook her head. She wasn't on any type of patrol today, so she would certainly need to find something productive to do. Otherwise she was prone to getting into a bit of trouble. "No, I'll be around the camp all day." Looking back at the male cat, she smiled. "You?"
She might help with caring for the kits later on. She always enjoyed playing with them and watching them grow up. It reminded her of her own time as a kit, which was pleasant. |
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