RP Thread

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  • ( flame is his nickname although its a loner/rogue name )


    Flameclaw walked away in the opposite direction.

  • MistCharm had no intention of going to the Big Rock. She walked over to it to make it seem like she was going to hunt there, but as soon she was sure no one was watching, she headed over to the place Brackenpool had shown her yesterday. It was lush and covered in bushes, and surprisingly, was one of the only places in SnowClan territory tha didn't have any snow. The prey here was plentiful, and it seemed like the mice ran right in to her paws. She clawed snow over her 2 mice and vole to come back to them later before heading over to the Big Rock

  • Mistcharm was glad Flameclaw hadn't seen her little detour. She could still see him hunting a rabbit, and wondered if she should sneak back to pick up her prey from the area. Deciding on that, she backed slowly, then turned and ran as fast as she could towards the place, her hind paws launching her from rhe earth.

  • Flameclaw heard mistcharm running. His ear twitched. He didn't bother to see where she was going.

  • Mistcharm pushed herself at full speed towards the green place. She murmured breathlessly to herself, "Must...not...be...seen!" The place zoomed closer and Mistcharm mewed to herself in delight, "ALmost there, and no cat saw me!"

  • Flameclaw grabbed the rabbit. He looked around. He buried it and slowly followed mistcharms scent trail, careful not to be scented or seen.

  • Mistcharm looked around the lush, green, snowless grove to make sure she hadn't been followed. Then she headed over to the place where she had buried her prey, and caught one more pigeon before she turned to head back to the Big Rock. She snuck, her body low, her silver fur blending with the snow as she made her way down the icy trails, only to run in to...


    Flameclaw!!!

  • "F..F...Flameclaw," Mistchar sputtered. Then, she straightened up, hoping he hadn't seen her st the place.
    "I was chasing this mouse from the Big Rock, and managed to catch it," she said, her voice sounding more confident then she really was. "How's the prey running for you?"

  • He looked in the direction of the snowless grove. “I won't say anything about the grove if you don't want me to...” he said.

  • He found out!


    Mistcharm took another step back. "W...What snowless grove?" she asked, but she knew it was lame. They were only a couple fox-lengths away from the grove, and it was plain to see for them both