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Post by ~*~Shineh~*~ on Jun 4, 2007 14:59:50 GMT -6
Winterstorm padded into the forst, hoping that Firestorm and Flarepaw were folloing. His scences were all alert, hiseyes scanning the floor, his ears pricked, padding softly. Opening his mouth frim time to time as he padded.
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Post by Fainauriel on Jun 4, 2007 15:11:02 GMT -6
Firestorm watched him. She hoped that Flarpaw was watching as well.
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Post by ~*~Shineh~*~ on Jun 4, 2007 15:15:43 GMT -6
The tom flicked his tail signaling to stop. He catiously padded foreward, scenting something. He then heard scuttling under a leaf, a vole scurried out from under it. Winterstorm padded silently toward the vole, and once he was a fox-length away, he dropped into the hunter's crouch. He padded slowly to the un-expecting vole, and soon, he was a tail-length away. The vole's life was ended with a flash of white as Winterstorm pounced. THe blow killed the vole.
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Post by Wistful//Zombie//BAMF;; on Jun 4, 2007 16:01:07 GMT -6
Flare yawned quietly as she followed the two warriors. A breeze blew through the area, running icy fingers through her fur and along her spine. She shivered a bit, then shook herself. Flare lifted hern ose to the air, scenting it for any traces of familiarity. She could scent the flavors of the forest, prey, and the cats around her, but that was mostly it.
Flare diverted her attention back to Winterstorm, flushing red under her pelt in case they'd noticed she was off in her own little world. She muttered sorry under her breath in advance before looking down and shuffling her paws uncomfortably.
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Post by Fainauriel on Jun 4, 2007 16:04:16 GMT -6
Firestorm heard her. "What areyou sorry for Flare?" she asked. "You can try hunting if you want."
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Post by Wistful//Zombie//BAMF;; on Jun 4, 2007 16:13:16 GMT -6
Flare's eyes brightened and she perked her ears up. She completely forgot about being embaressed that she wasn't paying attention, and she prated her jaws, drinking in the scents that sang of prey. Her head spun for a moment because there were too many to handle, but then she got them sorted out.
Whispering, she spoke to Firestorm, "There are two marmots over there," She flicked her tail in the direction, "and a squirrel over there" Flare nodded to her, and dropped into a crouch.
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Post by ~*~Shineh~*~ on Jun 4, 2007 16:31:11 GMT -6
Winterstorm padded over toward Firestorm his pelt tingling. She's doin' pretty good so far. The white tom meowed to Firestorm
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Post by Wistful//Zombie//BAMF;; on Jun 4, 2007 20:54:10 GMT -6
Flare flicked her ears back, anglign them towards the warrior's conversation. She rolled her eyes, and carefully placed each paw in front of the other, keeping her weight on her haunches. At the base of a cedar tree, a pair of marmots were chewing on little seeds, too engrossed to notice Flare creeping upwards.
Flare held her breath, and increased her speed just a bit. When she was about a tail length away, one of them seemed to notice it had been marked as prey, and scampered off, leaving the other one behind in confusion. Flare took it's moment of hesitation, and leaped, pushing her hnid legs hard into the earth to propel herself forward. She made quick work of killing the marmot, landing on it's broad fuzzy back, and sinking her fangs into it's neck before it amde a peep. Flare happily placed it in front of the warriors.
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Post by ~*~Shineh~*~ on Jun 5, 2007 12:06:52 GMT -6
Nice job! Winterstorm meowed. Looks very plump! Smiling mysteriously. The white tom noticed a sparrow hopping about looking for food. He silently, and quickly padded toward it, making sure it didn't scent him. He was only a rabbit hop away, and he pounced on it. THe blow killed the un-expected bird. It didn't make a single sound. He padded over to where he had his vole, and burried them both.
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Post by Wistful//Zombie//BAMF;; on Jun 5, 2007 12:40:17 GMT -6
Flare sat her kill down, and buried it silently, her tongue flicking and spitting out little tufts of marmot fur. She quickly turned to the warriors, and waited for them to assign her a task to do, or carry out. Flare used her hind leg to scratch behind her ear, and began to groom herself patiently. Her eyes darted upwards every now and again, waiting for orders. Occasionally she had to push back the fronds of a fern that kept getting in her way.
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Post by ~*~Shineh~*~ on Jun 5, 2007 12:46:03 GMT -6
Let's have a race. First to get 4 peices of Fresh Kill, these don't count, wins. WInterstorm moewed, noticing she needed something to do. Ready, set, GO! The tom meowed, he padded swiftly into the undergrowth, and scented a mouse. Winterstorm dropped into the hunter's crouch, and stalked the mouse. He pounced, but the mouse got away, bleeding from his claws. Winterstorm dashed after it, catching it, and killing it. He burried it, and opened his mouth so he could find another peice of prey.
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Post by Fainauriel on Jun 7, 2007 14:15:25 GMT -6
Firestorm looked around. She could smell prey. She followed the scent and went into the unexplored territory. She was searching for the prey and she found a family of rabbits. One of the rabbits came over to the ledge, and looked around. Firestorm pounced. She killed the Rabbit with a single blow. As she was taking the rabbit to the bushes, she heard a crack. Then she felt the ground shift. She had to get out of there! She ran and threw the rabbit next to the others but she couldn't get on the stable ground. She tried to jump and missed. As she landed, the ledge she was on collapsed, and fell. She felt her self falling. "Help!" She yowled, hoping that Winterstorm could hear her or Flare could hear her. She was falling really fast. When she was going to yowl for help agian, she hit her head on a rock and blacked out.
///I fixed it!///
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Post by Wistful//Zombie//BAMF;; on Jun 8, 2007 18:20:19 GMT -6
[You can't kill rabbits just like that. The rest would hop away]
Flare was happily trotting along a clear water stream. The curent splashed up against the rocks, sending it spraying everywhere. It refreshed Flare, makeing her feel vibrant and alive. Each pawstep made her effel even more engergized, and soon her senses took over, and she no longer goverened with her midns as much as her instincts.
She followed a scent trail along the stream, but lost it soon afterwards. She stopped to look at the rushing water, and curious, she let her paw hover over the water. A good sized fish swam upwards, and stayed there. Flare's paw darted into the water, her claws spearing the fish. She let it wiggle around as she threw it on the bank, it's silver fins fading away as it life, too faded. Happy, she buried it and went in search for more.
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Post by ~*~Shineh~*~ on Jun 10, 2007 12:00:16 GMT -6
No! Winterstorm yowled! FLARE!!! He didn't wait for an answer and sprinted to where he heard Firestorm. He saw her, un-conssious. She was slowly breathing though. He carefully picked his way down to where Firestrom was, and lifte her softly. Flare! He yowled again. Come'ere! The tom wasn't sure that Flare would hear him, but he hoped so. Winterstorm started going back up the slope, and found a stable ledge. He layed Firestorm down, and made sure that she was still alive. SHe was, and he waited for Flare.
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Post by Wistful//Zombie//BAMF;; on Jun 12, 2007 16:05:07 GMT -6
Flare's ears perked, and her head turned int he direction the coming form, her body still in the same position except for one paw that was lifted up silghtly. Any cat from a distance could confuse her for a fox.
"Coming!" She yowled, dashing off, becoming cat like agian.
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