As for me, I've got all that I need (MysteryClan Roleplay Thread)

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    The wolf made not a single sound as she crept through the forest. Her yellow gaze was narrowed as the commander focused on what was ahead of her, weaving like a shadow through the trees, each paw placed carefully on the ground to prevent a single sound from being made.




    Sighting movement ahead, Tainn paused, her ears pricking up. Not moving a muscle, she watched, her gaze scanning the area where she had seen the creature move. There- a deer. The wolf couldn't disguise the smile that crossed her face, though soon enough she was all business again, once more focused on the important task of catching prey.




    Tainn began to circle around the prey, moving slowly and carefully to prevent herself from being detected. Having white fur was a disadvantage in this forested environment- but Tainn had resolved that issue by rolling in mud earlier that day. While the clumps of dirt clinging to her fur was an uncomfortable feeling, it helped to disguise the white pelt that would otherwise give her away to her target.




    She was close enough now, though. She could see the deer's throat, as well as at least four different ways she could get to it. Even now, at this stage of the hunt, she didn't make a sound- she simply sprang in silence. The deer only found out about the danger when her powerful jaws snapped shut on its neck. The first thing the rest of the forest knew of it was when the deer let out a single, frantic cry, abruptly cut short.




    Now, and only now, did Tainn make a noise. The deer was too big for her to eat alone, and at that moment in time there was no one in the camp who needed the food. So the white wolf instead lifted her head in a howl, letting all travelling rangers in the area know there was a free meal available, if anyone wanted it.




    And then, with everyone informed of the food, Tainn began to eat her fill.
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    MysteryClan Commander ;; No Powers ;; Difficult ;; No Kill ;; No Capture ;; Attack in Maroon.
















    #mysteryrangers
    #mysterytainn
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    [size=11pt]This can be the main roleplay thread for MysteryClan. Remember though, anyone can make a thread as long as it's tagged #mysteryrangers so we can all find it.


    If anyone is interested in joining, you can just jump in and have your character accepted ICly on this thread (we have an auto-accept policy, so everyone is accepted), make your own thread to join or just go to the sign-ups, the link to which should be the image in my signature.[/size]
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    Grizzlypelt sat in his own auxiliary den near the stream. It was a den of finely woven bramble and thorns that kept others or other animals from bursting in. Grizzlypelt always loved the water, whether it the serene feeling or the ripple in the waves. When making his nest, he chose the stream....because he loved the sound. Suddenly, he heard the howl of a lone wolf, remembering it was Tainn. She must have just freshly killed something for her to howl like that. The brown tabby tom padded out of his den looking around to check for predators before he took off.


    Grizzlypelt took off, he ran at his full ability towards camp. The older, now wiser tom-cat was more aware that he should be at camp watching after kits.