Hunting patrol (OPEN TO ALL)! Intruders may be spotted.

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    Hawkblaze walked inside the warriors' den. "Anybody want to go out hunting?" he asks. His eyes gleamed with excitement, for some reason, he loved to go hunting. :)

    c o a l c l a w .


    Coalclaw, a grayish brown she-cat, yawned and stood up. " Sounds good," she mewed, shaking herself awake. She hated waking up. So uncomfortable. But if she didn't, she'd be virtually dead.

    [glow=white,2,300]▶Tanglewind◀[/glow]
    and wind was tangled in my paws
    [size=6pt]thunderclan x warrior x tom x 16 moons[/size]
    "I'll go too!" Tanglewind was really bored.

    [glow=white,2,300]▶Tanglewind◀[/glow]
    andwindwastangledinmypaws
    [size=6pt]thunderclanxwarriorxtomx16moons[/size]


    "Okay." Tanglewind stood up and walked to the opening.

    [glow=white,2,300]▶Tanglewind◀[/glow]
    and wind was tangled in my paws
    [size=6pt]thunderclan x warrior x tom x 16 moons[/size]


    While he waited for the others he sat down.

    c o a l c l a w .


    Coalclaw padded after the others, observing the patrol. If they weren't going to split up later, she should understand their techniques, and plan on how she and they would hunt together.

    [glow=white,2,300]▶Tanglewind◀[/glow]
    and wind was tangled in my paws
    [size=6pt]thunderclan x warrior x tom x 16 moons[/size]


    Tanglewind, observed the she-cats, and stood up with a stretch .

    OOC: Sorry, I was busy. :-[


    IC: Hawkblaze smiled and he started to walk out to the gorse tunnel. "Lets go!" he mews happily.

    "Your fast!" the brown warrior meows in amusement. He was happy about the fellow warrior's excitement and passion.

    You suddenly hear a soft squealing from behind a bush, it sounds like a kit.... It squeals once more, cold, and helpless.