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The small gray and white she-cat padded out of the warriors den. She shook out her fur and padded towards the entrance of camp. Lifting her head up high she yowled" Anyone up for a hunting patrol?! " Then she quietly waited.
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IC; nightpaw looked over, she flicked her tail before padding over "can I join?" She meowed softly, her ears flicking lightly as she waited politely for a reply
Burningpaw padded out of the apprentice den, yawning. She jumped at the chance to practicing her hunting skills. "I would like to go!" she shouted, running over.
Berryshine padded over. Hunting sounds good to her. I have been on to many border patrols , she thought. "Where are we going to hunt"? she asked.
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Fearless smiled at everyone who had come" You can all come. "she meowed loud enough so everyone could hear her.
"Mind if I go?" Wildlife asked, smiling slightly at Fearless. The bear knew her, but she wasn't someone he would know right off the bat.
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Fearless smiled up at Wildlife "Of course. "she meowed with a nod. She turned to the group that had gathered" Lets get going. "she added turning and slipping through the camp entrance and into the forest.
Burningpaw bounced in her paws, excited to start hunting. She quickly followed Fearless through the camp entrance and into the forest.
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IC; Nightpaw followed after them through the camp entrance, her ears flicking lightly as she was already trying to listen for prey
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Fearless looked back at the two apprentices" Are you excited? "she asked. She had always wanted an apprentice of her own but she waited patiently.
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IC; Nightpaw nodded "I guess, though it's just a hunting patrol, nothing too exiting..." she mumbled, her tail flicking lightly as she spoke
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Fearless turned to look at Nightpaw" It can be. Just depends on how you look at it. "she meowed turning her attention back to the forest.
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IC; she nodded, but didn't say anything else, her ears perking as she listened for the sound of prey
Berryshine followed more slowly behind the apprentices. Sh let the forest scents sloth her. Nothing like the harsh leaf-bare the Clan hardly survived. As she followed them, she heard a small scuffling and scented mouse. She crept forward, light on her paws. Then she pounced on it and gave in the finishing bite. She picked up the mouse and buried it under a root of a tree.
Tremorstep threw him into the mix of cats going on a patrol. "I'll come," he meowed, padding up to the group.
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Fearless flicked her tail as to say 'okay' to Tremorstep. She padded a little bit further away from her group and opened her mouth, scenting the air. Vole. Quickly she crouched down and moved to the side, following the vole scent. Fearless froze when she spotted the prey by tree roots. Quickly and quietly she darted forward and slammed her paws down on the creature then bent her head down and bit into it's neck, killing it. She sat up with the vole dangling from her jaws.
Burningpaw nodded and looked up to see a flying crow. She bounced with anticipation.
Tremorstep had never really hunted in a group of others, so it was slightly weird. He crouched, opening his maw and instantly scenting a rabbit. With that the one-eyed tom stalked forwards, eye scanning the ground in search of the bunny. Finally, Tremorstep leaped forwards and tackled the animal. It scrambled underneath him, but he was eventually successful as he landed on top of the animal, breaking it's neck quickly.
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IC; Nightpaw scented the air, the faint scent of squirrel drifting from a ways away, she crouched, padding through he undergrowth until she saw the fluffy grey tail of the squirrel as he scurried beneath the trees, nightpaw didn't wait to streak after the prey, pouncing and grabbing it by the tail, then pinning it and biting it's neck, the chattering dying down and soon completely fading. She stood up again, the squirrel hanging limply from her maw