Posts by Lanternshoe

Lionpaw didn't even want to talk about the drought. He got another bag and searched for garbage, which, unfortunately, wasn't hard to find.

“I'm fine,” Lionpaw calmly responded, putting a piece of plastic wrap in the bag. He was sure the cut from the glass was minor and would heal eventually.

“Good day, Snowkit,” he mewed in response.

“No, not really,” Lionpaw replied. “But we can go hunting, 'cause I'm pretty bored,”

“Alright,” Lionpaw mewed, crouching to a hunter's crouch.

The short blades of grass touched Lionpaw's chin. A can laid on the ground next to him, so he pushed it out of the way.

Lionpaw smelled the scent of rabbit. His face swerved into an intrigued expression at the enticing smell, but he stayed silent.

“We're hunting,” Lionpaw quietly responded.

Lionpaw watched carefully in the direction of which the scent was coming. “I think I know where the rabbit scent is coming from,” Lionpaw mewed to the fellow apprentices.

“To the right,” Lionpaw answered, getting up.

Lionpaw trotted after her, unsheathing his claws and readying himself to hunt.

Lionpaw saw as Cavepaw smacked into a tree. “Are you ok?” He called, even though he was more surprised there was actually a tree there.

“Oh, you caught the rabbit already?” Lionpaw asked, laughing.

Lionpaw trailed behind Cavepaw to where they had started chasing the scent.

“I think we should keep hunting,” Lionpaw responded.

“Bugs!?” Lionpaw exclaimed. He rushed back over to see the little bugs scattering everywhere. “I'll help move it,”

Lionpaw examined the rabbit; he had never seen something like this! “Eww!” He giggled. “Where should we put this?”

A dead bird dropped in front of Lionpaw for no reason. “Uhh... Alright,” Lionpaw replied, carefully picking up the decaying rabbit infested by bugs in his jaw. He sprinted off to some obscure place, placing it down. He dug a hole, nudging the rabbit in, and came back to Cavepaw, Pinkpaw, and Stonefur. The dead bird laid there. He picked it up, so brought it to the freshkill pile.

“Alright,” Tornleaf mewed, trailing after Swiftclaw.

Lionpaw was feeling hungry. “Should we keep hunting?” He asked.