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Post by *~Trent~* on Nov 4, 2010 22:28:12 GMT -5
The forest is small, and looks empty with only pine trees and no undergrowth, but it is really bursting with life - and prey. Medicine Cats may not find many leafy remedies, but roots are plentiful and easy to find.
Prey: squirrels, birds, mice
Herbs: most roots. Some Horsetail down near the lake.
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Post by *~Trent~* on Nov 8, 2010 16:21:57 GMT -5
Silverstar walked away, her dainty paws skimming the earth. Her velvety ears were pricked and alert, listening for the soft scuttle of prey on the ground. Her clear blue eyes gleamed with bloodlust as she searched for her prey, her muscles rippling under her smooth white fur.
She slowed to a stop. She parted her jaws, scenting the air. She fell into a crouch, spotting a mouse. Her pawsteps were soft and quiet, her movements slow and fluid. She had to work very hard at hunting to make up for her white fur. Rolling in mud to stay hidden never appealed to her. Anyway, the long and hard training was more than worth it, she was leader for starclans sake!
She crept up to the mouse. She shifter her weight onto her hindlegs, and let out a powerful leap into the air, landing right on the mouse. Her gray front paws trapped the mouse. She lowered her head and parted her jaws, sinking her ivory white fangs into the mouses neck before it could sound a warning call.
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Post by Bubbles on Nov 8, 2010 18:06:24 GMT -5
Whisperingsoul followed her previous apprentice. The smoky colored female matched Silverstars light stepped gait, and watched from a distance as the other cat pounced on the mouse. Her blue eyes gleamed with the same pride as so many moon previous, when Silverstar was a mere Silverpaw. "Nice one, my turn," she said. She scented the breeze, looking for the next kill.
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Post by *~Trent~* on Nov 8, 2010 19:30:06 GMT -5
Silverstar pawed at the ground with her delicate gray paws, making a shallow in the earth. She nudged the mouse inside, to pick up later. She scraped some dirt and leaves over it, and looked at Whisperingsoul, waiting.
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Post by Bubbles on Nov 10, 2010 22:30:10 GMT -5
Whisperingsoul walked over, scenting the air carefully. She soon smelled a rabbit, mmm. There weren't a lot of these around, must have hopped over the border from stormclan. Even better. One less rabbit for those kittypet loving cowards.
She fell into a hunters crouch, and stalked the rabbit, making sure to be quiet. She lunged forward, but the rabbit heard her. She galloped after the frightened rodent, and lunged for it again, her claws extended away from her body, reaching for the rabbit. Her paw hooked around the rabbits leg, and she pulled it in closer to her, snapping its neck.
She sigh. That was enough ruckus for one hunt, all the other prey would be scared by now. She picked up the rabbit. might as well go back to camp now.
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Post by *~Trent~* on Nov 19, 2010 22:01:53 GMT -5
Silverstar sniffled. "Thats good enough, lets see how camp is," she said. It was easy to imagine it had burst into flames, with her odd father in charge...
She returned to her mouse, rescuing it from the dusty pit. She shook it, dusty flying off its fur. No cat wanted dirty looking fresh kill, if they could help it anyway. She nodded to Whisperingsoul to get her rabbit, and she turned, the aesthetic she-cat bounding off in the direction of camp.
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Post by SomebodyDude on Nov 20, 2010 10:06:09 GMT -5
Greytail stretched and yawned in a unhappy matter. Thoughts were swimming through his head this morning, seeing that he had dreamed last night. He shook his fur, a bit of dirt and dust flying every which way. He looked to the sky, it was still with the coming of the sun from behind the clouds."Oh starclan help us."He mumbled quietly.
He looked across the clearing sadly, he would wait for the leader to come back, hoping that she would not make his dream into a big deal.
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