~Crimson Clan~ Clan of Unity {RP Thread}

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    Otterpaw gets a little closer before pouncing, collecting the bird's neck into his jaws, snapping it quickly. He purrs at his success and climbs down the tree, landing on the ground on all four paws. He quickly buries the bird and was about to head off when all of a sudden a pang of guilt swept over him as he looked back up at the nest. He quickly climbs back up into the tree, glancing into the nest, seeing three small eggs, now without a mother.


    As time pasted, Darkclaw had finished hunting, now carrying two big birds and the rabbit he caught earlier in his parted jaws, now heading back into camp along side Robinsong who had a few kills swinging from her jaws as well.

    NorthPaw based upto DarkClaw nuzzling his leg before padding to Robinsong with her fresh kill and stopped "h-hey ...wherrs OtterPw.." she managed to say with a mouth full of prey.

    Darkclaw lets out a muffled grunt as Northpaw nuzzled him. Robinsong looked down at the apprentice, noticing that Otterpaw was not with her. "I f-fought he wuz wi- you" Robinsong managed to muffle before putting her prey down so she could speak better. "We'll go find him after we take out kills back to camp, alright?".

    The morning's radiance was piercing; sharp swords of luminance stabbing simply through the thick, numbing waves of slumber that had enveloped the senior warrior's mind. A reluctant grumble was drawn from the depths of the large black tomcat's throat, as he furrowed his brow in resistance to the call of morning. Just as he was groggily lifting his cranium off of its rest upon his paws, before Crimsonstar's shrilling yowl resounded across camp, filtering effortlessly into the den belonging to the warriors, and thus reaching the still half-asleep Serpentshadow. Grumbling something inaudible, the muscular masculine hefted to his paws and prowled outside, fur still unkempt in indication of having ever so recently awoken from quite the profound slumber. Senses still somewhat stupefied, the warrior seized the opportunity to groom his pelt, as he settled in the range of Crimsonstar to listen to the meeting and anticipated the return and accumulation of warriors and other Clan members. Brisk, adept rasps of his tongue smoothed the hairs on his spine and fixed his whiskers, though his hackles seemingly evaded the grooming tool, as they remained ruffled as he turned his focus around to rest on the dark shape of the leader.

    CrimsonStar nodded as the rest of the clan gathered "First of I want to say that DarkClaw,RobinSong,NorthPaw and OtterPaw have gone hunting and should return soon" after that he talked about the upcoming festival of NightProwl "Hopefully our neighboring clan, WolfClan will participate In our nightly activities" NightProwl was a time for clan cats to appreciate the night and to work together and learn skills for if they ever needed to hunt,battle or escape the clan territory at night.


    NorthPaw shook her head but then nodded deciding that they should quickly get to camp and then set out to find him.

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    Darkclaw entered as Crimsonstar was talking to the rest of the clan, he quietly snuck in, putting his prey down on the fresh kill pile, along with Robinsong.


    Robinsong put her prey down, turning to Northpaw that followed behind.

    CrimsonStar had not yet noticed the small Hunting Party reenter camp, one cat short. He continued on talking about the events schedule and some prizes that would be given on the night.


    NorthPaw quietly set the prey she had caught onto the know bigger fresh kill pile and instead of returning to sit in front of her leader she slowly made her way out of the camp and into the forest where she proceeded to find OtterPaw.

    Robinsong followed the apprentice into the forest, trying to find Otterpaw. "Otterpaw!...Otterpaw where are you?" Robinsong called out to the lost apprentice.

    Robinsong continued to search for the apprentice until looking up in the tree, letting out a chuckle.


    Otterpaw lies up in the nest in the tree. He looks down, seeing Robinsong and Northpaw down on the ground.