Parsevil padded toward the group timidly. The bobcat tried to hold his head high as he Giftkit. He had to be brave.
Peregrine approached him.
Parsevil padded toward the group timidly. The bobcat tried to hold his head high as he Giftkit. He had to be brave.
Peregrine approached him.
"Keep your tail off the ground. Shifting the leaves will scare prey. And mice can felt the vibration in the ground when you step, so you have to keep your weight when you prowl."
Parsevil padded toward the group timidly. The bobcat tried to hold his head high as he Giftkit. He had to be brave.
Peregrine approached him.
The small white tom jumped slightly at her touch. This reaction was because of the sudden of her appearance. He had been so distracted and focused on the sudden showing up of his nemesis, he hadn't noticed Louvreart. He smiled at her presence and stood on his three legs;.
"Are you Bloodclanners or just plain dumb?" A voice spoke from behind the group. Standing there, was a small tom with a mising hind-leg and a missing eye. Peregrineskies looked at the toms with disgust. "Each one of you. Release the she-cats now." The co-deputy spoke, unsleathing his claws in case they were needed.
Peregrineskies knew that Wintercloud would be fine; the deputy sprang toward the group of she-cats that were being dragged. "What are you waiting for?! Get off your *sses and get going!" The small tom then glanced around to see Giftkit. Oh hell no. If one of those traitors so much as got within a fox-length of the kind kit, he would hurt them beyond death.
Peregrineskies nodded in approval. "Good. Now, I want you to prowl, then leap at something." He instructed
The co-deputy didn't release a chuckle, eventhough he wanted to. "Well, your prowling was fine. But lets try again on your leaping." The runt meowed, flicking his stubby tail.
"As soon as you land, sink in your claws and give your prey a killing blow, or else it might escape your grip. It's very important to not let that happen, because every piece of prey is important." Peregrineskies informed her.
"I have witnessed and been a victim of many terrible things in my life, but this tops it." A young, male voice spoke from the back of den.
In a half-sitting, half-laying posture, was the midget deputy, Peregrineskies. His fluffy, kit-soft fur was parted with the numerous scars blanketing his skin. His facial expression showed he was stressed and worn out.
Peregrineskies still had no idea or information on the whereabouts of his pregnant mate, Milkshake, or his surviving daughter, Fracicalpaw.
Even more, his son, Thunderpaw, was here. His son was a disgrace and worse than Heamon Mist in his eyes. Thunderpaw had killed his own brother, then r.ped his brother's mate. And Thunderpaw was here, and still wanted to kill Peregrineskies.
The runt still hadn't found his prisoner daughter, Snowingpaw, who was said to be here. Peregrineskies was able to find her scent, but not Snowingpaw herself.
The younger Hawkclan deputy snapped himself out of his thoughts, a single blue orb paying full attention to the maine coon.
[MUSE... MURDERED...]
Peregrineskies shook his head.
It's ok~ Lately, we all found out that Platinum is possessed by Wolverinestar.
Platinum smiled wildly, flicking his tail at the site of poor Flowerpaw. He grabbed Steel's scruff and threw the much smaller tom at her. "Your job... Is to harm him. Gravilyharm him." He spoke wildly, his smile mutatiing into a crazed grin.
Oc:Apple- Don't you have another charrie?
"Eventhough, something in the back of my head keeps telling me this hell is my home." The runt meowed, coming up beside the Maine coon. "Do- do you know what Apophis did to your daughter?" Peregrineskies asked, hesitation in his stumbly voice.
"A few more pactices, then yes." Peregrineskies picked up a nearby twig, hold it to the side of jaws. "Now, this twig is a mouse. Find it." Peregrineskies threw it in a random direction, far into the woods. [b]"You'll find it the same way you hunt. Scent, sound, and sight. The three S's."
Peregrineskies smiled, and looked up to see Sear. "What do you want, demon?"
You two are SAAAAAAAAAD people.
The co-deputy knew that sign very well; He had been mute at an early stage of his life, when he first came to Hawkclan. Brokenheart had forbidden him from ever using that sign.
And seeing it adgitated him.
"You make me sick Sear." The younger deputy meowed lowly, remembering his name.
"By the way, the next time you lie, possess, or teach Ebony things only a killer would know, I'll rip your fr*cking head off. We clear?" Peregrineskies meowed, his maw upturned in a certain smile that was more serious then happy.