Hunting Patrol with Slatemuzzle! ~!OPEN!~

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    Slatemuzzle ~

    ~ | Tom | DarkClan | Warrior | 12 moons | ~



    Bored. Bored as ever. That's the number one on Slatemuzzle's day. Everyone was taking care of everything, or were they?
    The young warrior padded over to the freshkill pile, sitting down in front of it, refusing to take a look at it. '3... 2.. 1!' He counted in his head then his eyes shot open, leering down at the freshkill pile.
    Slatemuzzle jumped and hissed. The freshkill pile looked, and not a meaning less, EMPTY. It had a couple mice, a robin, three or so voles, he spotted a thrush he caught from earlier, a squirrel or two... what else? That was certainly not enough to feed the huge clan of DarkClan. They were going to starve! So what else was there to do?
    This.
    "Hey, cats!" He meowed. "I'm going on a hunting patrol. Any cat want to join me, come here now." The ruddy tom sat in front of the freshkill pile, awaiting the cats. He would take a couple or so, but he was hoping for an apprentice or two to join in as well, better learning for them.
    He swore on his life that he was going to come back with the freshkill pile full, full as could be. For his clan.
    But, he was also bored and particularly enjoyed hunting and patrolling so he didn't mind. He wanted to do this.


    [i]~ 'Life is not part of the question, it is simply part of the fact.'

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    Woodpaw bounded up to the warrior. "Hey, Slatemuzzle! I'm joining this patrol whether you like it or not." He half hissed. Woodpaw was probably the sassiest apprentice in Darkclan, and he didn't like it at all when people told him no. "My mentor, Ashtear, is busy anyways. She's out busting her rump on her sister's new kits and now paying any attention to me. I'm almost ready to be a warrior, too." He pouted.

    Slatemuzzle ~

    ~ | Tom | DarkClan | Warrior | 12 moons | ~



    "Hm.. well, I couldn't say no, because I wouldn't see why not you couldn't come." The ruddy tom looked at the apprentice. "Well, they are kits. Kits are kits and kits love attention." He stated.


    [i]~ 'Life is not part of the question, it is simply part of the fact.'

    Slatemuzzle ~

    ~ | Tom | DarkClan | Warrior | 12 moons | ~



    "Yeah, I know. But when you grow up to have your own kits, you'll be paying tons of attention to them, wouldn't you?" The warrior looked down at the apprentice.


    [i]~ 'Life is not part of the question, it is simply part of the fact.'

    "Heck no!" He exclaimed. "I'd be out hunting and I'd let my mate do all the work with those dirty little kits."

    [color=white][align=center]"Hey!" A fawn tabby bounded up to the two Toms, panting. "May I come along?" Kettlepaw hadn't heard what they were talking about, but it was a good thing. Kettlepaw was defensive over little things and such.

    spottedwillow padded up her spottedpelt shining"Whats going on here?"she teased

    Woodpaw's fur bristled. He'd been looking forward to a one on one hunting patrol with Slatemuzzle.


    OOC: Don't worry guys, I'm not trying to get rid of them. WOODPAW is. XD

    she rolled her eyes playfully"Its not the end of the world"she joked

    Kettlepaw looked at Woodpaw and rolled her eyes. She was totally looking forward to a hunting patrol with tht annoying thing.