⤞⤞Thornclan Roleplay⤝⤝

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.
  • l7Y3I6.jpg

    ⏠ ⏡ ⏠ ⏡ ⏠ ⏡ ⏠ ⏡ ⏠ ⏡ ⏠ ⏡ ⏠ ⏡ ⏠

    The Territory

    Thornclan dwells deep within a thickly forested area and is in the southern corner of the clans territories. Full of majestic oaks and redwoods the warriors here are broad and strong to push the the thick undergrowth and to climb the tallest of trees. With occasional small streams trickling throughout the territory and random boulders scattered throughout this is where there cats call home. Moss Hollow is to the northeast of Thornclans camp and it has been used for generations for the training of apprentices. Ancient Oak, is the tallest tree in the forest by far and it looms far above the other tree, this is where the most advanced cats practice their climbing skills. There is a small stream that usually never dries up and hold the occasional fish that runs right through the southern most part of their territory just a moments walk from the camps rear wall. This is where most cats drink from including the queens, kits, and elders.


    The Camp

    Towards the backside of their territory away from the other clans is where there clans camp is located. With two large oaktrees within the camp giving it a protective covering from the weather and briars and thick vines creating a dense wall of protection. The leaders den is within the base of one of the large oaks that was hollowed out by the elements creating a sizable den enough four cats to fit within and have plenty of space. The medicine cats den is the other large oak tree in camp that has a large boulder pressed into its side creating a small cave like den. Covered in lichen and vines and a dense bramble wall on the backside creating only one entrance. The cool rock side of the medicine cats den is perfect for storing all of the herbs needed and it is big enough for at least two medicine cats and multiple nests for patients close to the entrance. The warriors and apprentices den are located closer to the camp entrance out of large bushes with intertwined vines, leaf litter, and moss to create a better shelter in case of rain or snow storms. The nursery is made up of a large sweet honeysuckle bush that has been reinforced with vines and briers for protection and all holes stuffed full of leaf litter and moss to create a warm dark den perfect for queens and their kits. Outside of the camp not to far away is the training area where the ground is soft with a thick layer of moss covering the ground and the occasional root sticking up to add the perfect challenge. To the north side of the camp is where the great redwoods loom high above sometimes so high the tops cannot be seen.


    The Borders

    Straight north once you past through Peace Meadow, where all the clans gather and is a neutral zone lives Breezeclan. Stoneclan borders Thornclan to the north-west with a meadow that is constantly in being fought for by both clans for hunting grounds. Marshclan borders Thornclan to the north-east where a small stream marks the end of this clans territory and the start of the others.


    The Plot

    The clan has been living pretty peacefully despite the occasional spat with the bordering clans. However the peace has only been held together by its leader, and with their beloved Deerstar on her last life and currently having fallen ill, the clan is starting to unravel. Some believe that the current deputy should just go ahead and take charge and leave Deerstar to be an elder, however Starclan wont accept the new leader and give them their nine lives without the death of Deerstar. Because of the current deputy's patience and respect for his leader, Sunclaw has refused to overthrow Deerstar and it has caused other cats to rise up and plot against the both of them. Will the clan split and try to over throw Deerstar and Sunclaw or will they wait for her impending death and let Sunclaw assume his rightful place as leader???


    If you wish to play the major role of the cat who is to try and overthrown Deerstar and Sunclaw please shoot me a message with you cats name so I know who is interested.

    After Sunclaw becomes leader he will need a deputy, who will be chosen in the RP after his character gets to know the other ones.


    The Roleplay Rules

    - Be active and literate, as much as you can.

    - Don't make mary-sues. Don't powerplay, godmod, spotlight, or do any of that other obnoxious stuff people do. Play fair.

    - Be nice to people out of character. In character, you can be as rude as you want, but please don't cause needless drama just for the sake of causing drama. If it doesn't push forward a plot or add to character development, it's probably needless.

    - Keep your characters realistic. This includes appearance and behavior. While a cat doesn't need to be 100% realistic in appearance but keep it believable (for example, in real life you won't see a gray cat with black spots, but here it's fine). In behavior, try to keep them consistent, and make their reactions to things believable and consistent with their personality and experiences.

    - You must create an even gender of characters, so that things stay even and it makes it easier for everyone to find a mate.

    - If you know you wont be active for more than two days please be sure to inform me through PM or post it in OOC on the thread.


    The Clan


    Leader

    Deerstar || She-cat || 127 Moons || 1 Life Left

    Tall lean light brown she-cat with creamy white underbelly and throat. She has short fur and pale honey colored eyes. Her muzzle and paws are grey with age and she has two nicks on her right ear.

    Mate/Crush :: None

    {Falconwing}


    Deputy

    Sunclaw || Tom || 41 Moons

    Tall lean muscular solid golden tom with a short thick pelt. His nose and ears have pale skin with a brown outline. His pale yellow eyes are also outlined in this same color brown making them stand out. He has an average length tail and unusually long claws, which gave him the name 'claw'. He also happens to have a score of claw marks across his muzzle.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    Apprentice :: Robinpaw

    {Falconwing}


    Medicine Cat

    OPEN


    Medicine Cat Apprentice

    Honeypaw(oak) || Tom || 12 Moons

    A thick haired calico, with soft colored patches. His tail has a slight unnatural curl inwards towards the end. His eyes have a natural tiredness to them as they are a soft green. He's also smaller for a male.

    Mate/Crush :: Forbidden

    {Chickenscratch}


    Warriors

    Redtail || She-cat || 43 Moons

    A calico she cat with mismatched eyes. One eye being green, the other blue. She is a sleek, tall she cat and had a claw marks on her shoulder from a rouge.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {Copperstorm}


    Pantherstrike || Tom || 39 Moons

    Large muscular solid black tom with dark brown undercoat. He had broad shoulders with rounded but distinguished facial features. The tom has dark golden eyes and and two parallel scars across his left flank from a battle many moons ago.

    Mate\Crush :: Open

    {Falconwing}


    Tigerstripe || Tom || 39 Moons

    Tigerstripe is a large, muscular tabby tom. His eyes are a hazel color. His underbelly is white with brown flecks. His tail is stumpy, born that way.

    Mate :: Cloverstep

    {Copperstorm}


    Darkear || She-cat || 36 Moons

    Lean female with an all white pelt, though she does have a few different coloured markings. She has many scar makes for past battles scattered about her fur.

    Crush :: Sunclaw

    {Stormsand01}


    Duskfang || Tom || 34 Moons

    A brown tabby tom with black markings and tail tip. Duskfang has a strong build, and watchful pale yellow eyes, with a touch of green in them.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {Catlover15}


    Ravenheart || Tom || 30 Moons

    A sleek black tom with a white paws and a white chest. His eyes are a yellow color, with hints of brown hidden within. He has about three scars aligning his side

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {Copperstorm}


    Thornfrost || Tom || 25 Moons

    Thornfrost is a rather large tom, standing slightly taller than most of his clanmates. He has a stocky and muscular build to him. He has short white fur with dark gray patches all along his body with his long, slender tail being dipped with dark gray. He has large amber eyes that seem to hold so many emotions and his jaw is slightly crooked, but not enough to be noticeable at first glances.

    Mate/Crush :: Deceased/Open

    {MAYCIE}


    Turtlecloud || She-cat || 25 Moons

    Turtlecloud is a tall and lean feline with smooth, defined muscles underneath her thick blanket of fur. Her thick, fluffy fur makes her look even larger than she already does, making her twice as big to her enemies. Her fur is s stark white, not other hint of color tarnishing her pure fur. Turtlecloud has large, very pale blue eyes.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {MAYCIE}


    Kestrelwing || She-cat || 25 Moons

    Unlike both of her siblings, who are tall and muscular, Kestrelwing is shorter than the average cat due to a growing defect she was born with. She is about the size of an apprentice, and some mistake her for one at times. While she may not be tall and muscular, she is lean and agile, quick on her stubby little feet. Kestrelwing has short white fur, pure as unmarked snow. Her eyes are large and rather noticeable. Her eyes are two different colors: golden yellow and electric blue.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {MAYCIE}


    Fallowleaf || She-cat || 22 Moons

    Beautiful mottled russet and brown she-cat with a dark cream underbelly and throat. Her fur is long and fluffy and usually well kept giving it a silky look. Her eyes are pale green and she has pink skin lining them as well as a pink nose and paw pads.

    Mate/Crush :: Open (Really wanting kits soon!)

    {Falconwing}


    Primrose || She-cat || 21 Moons

    Her fur palette is a variations of amber with either white/black/gray markings. Her fur is thick as well as longer than those around her. With a long and puffed up tail, and the constant thick fur around her scruff, Primrose appears as a innocent puffball with piercing golden eyes.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {Chickenscratch}


    Pebblestripe || She-cat || 20 Moons

    Silver colored she cat with black stripes going along her fur. Her eyes are a light green as well. She is missing fur on her tail as well, small scars lining her chest fur.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {Copperstorm}


    Apprentices

    Birchpaw || She-cat || 15 Moons

    A lean and strong tabby she-cat with a light silver coat and dappled gray markings. white nose and underbelly, and glowing, pale amber eyes.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    {Catlover15}


    Robinpaw || Tom || 10 Moons

    Robinpaw is a small orange Tom with darker orange stripes going along his back and tail. He has bright green eyes, eyes pale by a birth defect he suffered. His tail is also rather stumpy.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    Mentor :: Sunclaw

    {Copperstorm}


    Scorchpaw || Tom || 8 Moons

    Scorchpaw is a fluffy-coated orange tom with an angled face and ears. He is stockily built underneath his thick coat and has almond shaped yellow eyes, and no major scars or injuries.

    Mate/Crush :: Open

    Mentor :: Open

    {crabapplebby}


    Queens

    Cloverstep || She-cat || 35 Moons

    Cloverstep is a small gray she-cat with a white throat, chest, and paws, and green eyes. She has a black nose and a round, cheerful face. Her stomach is large because she is pregnant with kits.

    Mate :: Tigerstripe

    Kits :: Unborn

    {crabapplebby}


    OPEN


    Tigerkit || She-cat || 3 Moons

    While she may not look much like her father, she is almost identical to her deceased mother. Tigerkit is a tiny kitten with fluffy fur. She has pale ginger fur with tabby stripes along her back and tail. Her chest and paws are white. Her eyes are large and steel gray.

    Mother :: Shallowfern (deceased)

    Father :: Thornfrost

    {MAYCIE}


    Elders

    Boulderswipe || Tom || 119 Moons

    Large solid grey tom with blue eyes. Has a short pelt and short tail.

    {Anyone Can RP This Character}


    Willowfrond || She-cat || 109 Moons

    Lean brown tabby she-cat with a long body and long fur. Her eyes are dark green.

    {Anyone Can RP This Character}

  • Current Season

    Beginning of Leafbare


    Current Weather

    Fur Ruffling Cold But Sunny


    Time of Day

    Dawn


    Mentors Needed

    I didn't want to just assign anyone an apprentice just in case they didn't want their character to be one. Scorchpaw, and Birchpaw both need mentors. So anyone who is active enough to be a mentor and wants to be one please say so. If no one claims an apprentice I will have to just assign them, but I wanted to give people a chance.


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


    Sunclaw padded back into camp just as the sun started to peak over the horizon. He had already sent out the border patrol and morning hunting patrols and was just returning from a hunt himself. The golden tom only carried a grey squirrel in his jaws, due to the weather keeping the prey in their holes out of the cold. Setting the squirrel down on the empty fresh-kill pile he looked around for Honeypaw. The deputy wanted to get an update on how Deerstar was holding up before he went to visit their fragile leader. With the coming of leafbare Deerstar had fallen ill with a sickness making the once powerful leader weaker than she had ever been before. The tom was deeply concerned about her, so much so that you could see it in his eyes. "Honeypaw?!", Sunclaw called out from the center of the camp hoping the medicine cat apprentice heard him call.


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


    Pantherstrike padded to the north-east heading straight for the Marshclan border. The large black tom was leading the border dawn patrol and a couple of his fellow clan-mates. Now that leafbare was here the stream that marks the border between the two clan was known to freeze over. A frozen stream means easy access into Thornclan territory and Marshclan warriors had a tendency to chase prey over the border. "Be sharp, now that its leafbare prey is starting to become scarce and I'm sure Marshclan wont hesitate to steal outs", he meowed deeply almost with a growl as he thought of those measly prey-stealers.

    (( Anyone is welcome to join Pantherstrikes dawn patrol, just jump right in! ))


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


    Fallowleaf stalked silently through the undergrowth doing her best not to catch her long fur in the bracken surrounding her. She was apart of the hunting patrol but broke off to do a solo hunt with intentions of meeting back up with them after she made a catch. She could smell mice close by but with the undergrowth and leaf litter she needed to be patient if she had any chance of catching anything. Settling down in a well covered spot downwind she waited patiently for the mouse to make its appearance.

  • Cloverstep opened her eyes slowly, allowing herself to adjust to the early morning light that shone through the patches of bramble guarding the Nursery. The gray Queen inhaled the cold air with a sharp breath, and shivered immediately in response. Leafbare is truly upon us, then, she thought as she tucked herself more comfortably into her moss bed, her swollen belly warm and protected underneath her.


    Scorchpaw fluffed his coat out, thankful for its thickness as a cold wind danced through the trees. He looked admiringly up at Pantherstrike, following barely a mouse-step behind the tom as they headed to the border. The ginger tabby was excited to be on patrol, and he opened his mouth eagerly in an attempt to inhale the foreign scent of an enemy clan as they neared.


    OOC~ I put Scorchpaw on patrol with Pantherstrike if that's okay, I didn't know if apprentices were invited on this one or not. If not, I can always edit accordingly.

  • :: OOC ::

    Yes thats more than okay :) Just as long as there is a warrior for every apprentice that is to join the dawn patrol.


    :: BIC ::

    Pantherstrike could feel the apprentice at his heels and personally the tom was too close for comfort. Swishing his tail he knocked Scorchpaw across the ears with it telling his to back off. However not wanting to hurt the young toms feelings her spoke up but quietly as to not alert anything near by. "Scorchpaw, tell me, what do smell?", he meowed taking interest in the apprentices skill development.

  • Primrose quietly padded out of the warriors dwelling, her golden eyes still heavy with sleep making them sensitive to the light. Stretching out her front legs while gingerly kneaded the ground with soft paws. She trotted in the general direction of the freshkill pile. Lending a wondering eye to the generous pile of dead rodents and sprawled out birds, she either didn't find something satisfying to the eye or wasn't hungry because she soon padded off towards the entrance of the camp. Before she reached it though, she wondered up to a large rounded rock and gracefully bounded to its top. Again repeating her earlier stretches, she curled herself into a bundle of fluff on the smooth warm stone. While her fur was thick, it was lightly colored and gave off much more heat than it absorbed. Resting on the rock was in attempt to warm the feline up and ease the sleep in her joints.


    Honeypaw had been up for a little while, moving quickly throughout the medic den like a bee in its hive. Sorting, doubting, before resorting the herbs. Stepping back from his mornings work, he looked everything over with uncertain eyes. Shifting his front weight from paw to paw then finally caving. Diving back into the array of flowers and roots, he overturned an entire couple hours worth of effort due to his anxious tendencies. Moving the more commonly used herbs to the front and sorting the rest accordingly, at first his pace was generally quick with a decent plan in mind. About half way through the important remedies, he paused, were these actually as commonly used as he believed? Oh, here Honeypaw went again with the what if's. When his name had been called he practically jumped out of his fur, immediately swinging around to see who it was. When he saw no one was actually in the den, he slowly slinked over to its entrance, peering out. The prickled fur lining his back settled when he realized it was only sunclaw, perking his head up. "I'm here!" he responded with a soft mew.

  • Scorchpaw immediately took the hint and felt his face heat up with embarrassment- he could be a little overeager sometimes, he chided himself. At the warrior's request he straightened himself out and dropped his jaw, drawing in the scents around him. "Well... there's prey, as always. Mouse, to be specific. And, badger! But that scent is stale so there must be an abandoned den nearby. And something really yucky, which I'm assuming is MarshClan. I haven't been on a border patrol in a while," he confessed, feeling his embarrassment return to him.


    Cloverstep allowed herself to lay in the Nursery for only a few more seconds before she dragged herself out of the opening towards the fresh-kill pile. She meowed a friendly greeting to Primrose, before selecting a thin rabbit and pulling it over to a particularly sunny corner. The gray she-cat wrapped her tail neatly around her white paws as she took a bite.

  • Pebblestripe had joined the patrol, eyes bright as she looked around sniffling the air. She didn't enjoy the cold, but she did however enjoy being out in the open, in the woods. She sniffed the air, knowing that things would start to go away regarding the cold. Either way, she just liked being out here. And with friends no less! So she just watched Primrose and Scorchpaw, interested in the others training as well



    Redtail, the lazy she cat was resting on the ground, her fur fluffed up from the cold yes but it was no problem. She yawned, not really hungry at the moment. So instead, she'd just watch the others.



    Ravenheart, the very bitter tom was growling softly as he left the warriors den, he didn't really... Appreciate life he currently lived. He was going to think of ways to change that but for now, he left the camp, heading into the woods for God knows how long



    Robinpaw peeked out of the apprentice den, the small room feeling uncomfortable at the moment. Slowly, he exited the den, basically wishing he was invisible at the moment. He made his way to the fresh kill pile, not picking anything to eat as of yet, just sitting there



    Tigerstripe exited the warriors den, yawning over how tired he was. He didn't get much sleep. But that didn't matter at all! When he saw Cloverstep, the tom trotted over, rubbing against his mate, showing his affection. "Morning.." He purred, licking her shoulder.

  • "Ah there you are", Sunclaw meowed finally seeing Honeypaws head poke out of the medicine cats den. Quickly trotting towards the young cat he kept his voice low as to not attract unwanted attention or have anyone hear what they were saying. "I.. Uhh wanted to ask you about Deerstar. How is she doing? You think this cold or whatever she has will just blow over?", he asked hopefully. Once everyone kinda got word about Deerstars sickness they all started to get anxious and stress. The last thing Sunclaw needed was for the clan to start falling apart. He needed to hear good news, but he had a sinking feeling that he was about to receive the opposite.


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~


    Pantherstrike nodded approvingly to Scorchpaw, "Well done", he praised as he then continued to lead the patrol to the streams edge. "Spread out and check for possible trespassers. If you can catch something go for it, prey has started to become scarce and I worked hard this greenleaf on eating as much as a kittypet. I'd hate to look half-starved." The black toms joke was more of a self comment but still he spoke it aloud. Stepping up the the frosted waters edge Pantherstrike let his dark golden eyes scan the other bank looking for signs of Marshclan.

  • Honeypaws eyes widened slightly, nervously stepping back a little further into the dwelling. Swallowing, he knew he couldn't avoid being the barer of bad news. Finally gaining momentary confidence, he gave a softly spoken response. "I don't think this is a cold, and I'm not sure it'll blow over like one either." His eyes were heavy and innocent, almost guilty. He felt so inconfident with his abilities, the apprentice was blaming himself for an unavoidable situation. A situation much bigger than him.

  • - occ: i had kestrelwing join the patrol c:


    - the short-furred feline blinked her mismatched eyes, her muscles bunched up to keep herself warm. stiff-footed, the tiny white she-cat followed the patrol, unusually quiet as she followed close behind. hearing pantherstrike tell them to spread out, kestrelwing nodded before bounding away from the patrol, her blue and yellow eyes wide and her ears perked and alert.


    - the long-furred warrior sat outside the nursery, her tail curled tightly around her small niece. turtlecloud had become like a mother to tigerkit since shallowfern's passing and the warrior was almost always around the kit, making sure the tiny ginger kitten didn't get herself into trouble. with leaf-bare among them, turtlecloud often found herself warming up the tiny kit, pressing tigerkit into her long fur.


    - thornfrost sat inside the warrior's den, trying to warm himself. the patched gray-and-white tom shook out his semi-short fur and blinked sleep from his large, warm amber eyes before he stood to his full height and padded out of the den and into the bitter cold.

  • Sunclaws drooping tail was the only thing that gave away how he felt about the news he just received. Taking in a deep breath he gathered himself and stood tall and looked down at Honeypaw. "Thank you for your honestly Honeypaw. Do not take Deerstars sickness to heart, she has served the clan for many moons and is very old. All she deserves now is respect and peace." With that said Sunclaw turned to leave before hesitating and looking back at the medicine cat apprentice. "I would appreciate you keeping this information between me and your mentor. The clan does not need to worry."

  • Honeypaw watched sunclaws hopeful demeanor crumble to heartbreak, and he found his chest had become increasingly tight. Forcing himself to obtain a mature poster and attitude, though he still nodded heavily as sunclaw attempted to soothe him further. Honeypaw had his mouth open to give some kind of response when she-cat had turned her back to him in attempts to leave. Her parting response felt surreal, and returning the comment felt dream like. "I'll stay quiet."

  • "Thank you" Sunclaw meowed and gave the tom a kind gesture before turning away and moving to the center of the clans camp. "Please everyone who doesn't have anything to do, please go into the forest and hunt. The clouds look as if it might snow tomorrow and if that's the case all prey will become scarce. I know no one wants to have an empty belly come tomorrow night." His voice echoed throughout the camp clearing loud enough for everyone to hear. He cared about his clanmates and wanted to make sure they were taken care of.

  • Primrose's eye opened when Sunclaw addressed those who were wondering around aimlessly, knowing this included herself. Rising from the warm stone, she gracefully hoped down and gave a gentle stretch. Nodding in agreement about the empty belly comment before she turned and slipped off into the hunting grounds.

  • birchpaw bounded over to join robinpaw, who was hovering over the fresh kill pile, but had yet to take a single sniff of any of the prey. eyes sparkling with amusement at her own mischief, birchpaw began to tease her fellow apprentice gently. "are you waiting for a mouse to throw itself at you to be eaten, because if you are you're gonna starve to death." a purr rumbled in her throat as she padded past him, plucking a scrawny squirrel from the meek pile. it was leaf bare, and if you couldn't tell by the cold air ruffling through your fur, you could definitely tell by the lack of decent prey to be found. she sat down beside robinpaw, tucking her tail neatly around her paws. "how about we share this? then maybe we can see if we can find some prey with some actual meat on it's bones to add to the pile." birchpaw bent her head , taking a quick bite before pushing the squirrel closer to robinpaw which her nose.


    at sunclaw's command, duskfang rose to his paws, stretching his limbs that had grown numb from the stinging cold. he fluffed out his soft, brown pelt against the chilling breeze, shivering quietly. duskfang turned toward the entrance of the camp just in time to see primrose slipping out, most likely hunting as well. duskfang bounded after her, the short sprint to catch up warming his cold muscles. by the time he caught up to her she was already a good way into the territory. flicking his tail, he came to a halt beside her, his pale yellow eyes sparkling kindly. "interested in having a hunting partner today?" of course, duskfang had no doubt that she wouldn't want to have him along hunting since it should only mean more prey for their clanmates, but he still waited patiently for her answer, not wanting to intrude if she wanted some time to herself.

  • Primrose offered Duskfang a simple side glance before offering a response, "The more the merrier." Gracfully padding along the familiar trails of the territory, she scented the area for any signs of prey. She got a vacant sent of squirrel, but a fresh scent of a family of rabbits. Inhaling deeply, she assumed it was probably a mother and her babies, with all the hunting they've been doing she probably feeling threatened and was moving dens. Prim began to trot in the direction she was inclined to believe they were heading. Glancing back at Duskfang, "Keep up." She mewed playfully, followed by a slight curl of her lips.

  • amusement flashed in duskfang's pale yellow eyes, and he fought back the purr rumbling in his throat. he quickened his pace, his long legs and powerful shoulders letting him easily match primrose's pace now. the young tom let his mind wander from the hunt for just a moment, long enough to flick his tail over primrose's ear playfully, his whisker's twitching in amusement. but before the tom could do anything else, he came to quick halt. the scent of rabbit was fresh now, and they couldn't be far away now. duskfang dropped into a crouch and crept forward through the frosty ferns.he only had to inch forward just a few pawsteps before he spotted the prey. a scrawny mother and three of her young hopping along behind her. they moved slowly in the cold air, and duskfang almost felt a pang of pity for the poor creatures, but it didn't matter. the clan needed to be fed, no matter how many rabbit lives were sacrificed. duskfang glanced over at primrose, exchanging a steady glance with her. he flicked his tail towards the right signaling for her to creep around to the other side of the rabbits, that way the two cats could trap them.

  • Primrose released a amusing purr at his playful attempts, letting herself brush against him on the occasion. Padding along side the strong tom was comforting, and the tranquil surround of the forest with its fresh potent smells of scurrying prey and moist moss. When Duskfang had dropped to a crouch and began to slink along the short grass, she did the same. Her long lush fur dragged across the crunching grass. Many of the plants around there were curling up with frost as the whether began to thicken with cold. The breeze was luxuriant, wafting the scent of the family of hopping prey. Primrose nodded at his signal, slipping off into a bush in the opposite direction of him, she was going to loop around to corner the mother against Duskfang who would keep the babies from escaping. Giving a signal of a low hiss, she shot ferociously out of the cover of shrubbery, the mother rabbit cringed and turned to run as her young started to scatter right to the tom.

  • duskfang was crouched, muscles tense and ready to uncoil, and as soon as the sound of primrose's hiss rose in the air, he sprung from the ferns. the three young rabbits had attempted to flee in their fear, but they ran themselves straight into duskfang's waiting claws. with a powerful blow, he easily finished off one of the young rabbit's before quickly sidestepping to stop another in it's track, quickly killing it. the young tom's eyes searched around desperately for the last young rabbit, and he spotted it just in time. the third of the young had turned and raced in the other direction, but duskfang caught up to it just before it disappeared into the leafy ferns, killing it with a quick paw swipe. picking the rabbit up in his mouth, he turned to face primrose, his eye's gleaming. the clan would graciously welcome this pray, and thank starclan they had found it!! dropping the third rabbit beside the other two, duskfang let his praise for primrose roll off his tongue. "great kill," he purred warmly to primrose, licking her ear affectionately. "let's take this all back to camp. this will be the most fresh kill they've seen in days!" although he attempted to keep the pride hidden in his voice, it was in vain.