It is I, your fairy godpossum
GROUP:Medicine Cat
WRITTEN:127 posts
TAG:@haze
Post by haze on Apr 18, 2024 2:35:14 GMT
WAPATOFUR T'was the dawn of newleaf, and all through the forest, several creatures were stirring -- even the mouse Wapatofur could smell a few tails-lengths away, likely obscured under a mound of rotting leaves. His mouth watered at the thought of its juicy flesh on his tongue. Leafbare had not been kind to a gargantuan lad like himself, and his body craved a hearty meal. The GaleClan deputy, however, still had things to do before he could sink his teeth into the little squeaker. Forcing his gaze back upon the two warriors in front of him -- the cats who comprised his tiny hunting patrol -- he cleared his throat softly. "Shortwave, Foxtail, where do you plan to hunt?" Wapatofur's hunger made him, a common bumbling fool on a good day, bolder and much more precise with his words. He pointed a large forepaw in the direction of the aforementioned mouse. "I smell some prey over there. I'm going to go after it. I'll likely be in the general area for a while if you need anything." Wapatofur's belly growled as he flicked his tail in farewell and turned on his heels, eyes transfixed on the debris sheltering his next meal. Well, maybe not his next meal, but someone's in the clan. Internally, he lamented the warriors code's prohibition on eating during a hunting patrol. moss, silverstarlinedart Hey you.
GALE
Wapatostar | leader | male | Cora
Leopardpaw | apprentice | male | open
Furlednut | senior warrior | female | Cavernpelt
ORCHID
Rookbriar | warrior | male | Bullwasp
Daypaw | apprentice | female | plotting
Bisonstorm | warrior | male | plotting
SHORE
Maggotcheer | medicine cat | female | plotting
Nutriafang | warrior | female | Bluestorm
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GROUP:Leader
WRITTEN:162 posts
TAG:@moss
Post by moss on May 20, 2024 22:08:59 GMT
Shortwave.
Shortwave, personally, enjoyed hunting patrols a bit more than he did the other patrols. It gave him something more to do than just searching, scanning, and scenting. There was a reward for the working up of energy, rather than a return to the camp with little more than a smile and a ‘see you on the next one.’ There was more physicality in hunting, the action of it a reward in itself.
The tom had always been like his father in many regards, a bit more logical and not quite as strange, but still marched to the beat of his own drum in many ways. Hunting was one of those times when Shortwave’s peculiarities could come out, and more often than not, he preferred to tackle the task by himself. But hunting patrols were a welcomed break from the monotony of border patrols.
Shortwave’s thoughts were interrupted by Wapatofur’s question, making the tom pause and glance back at the Galeclan Deputy. Shortwave flicked an ear in thought.
“I think I’ll go more into the open area and try my luck with some rabbits,” Shortwave said, glancing back and forth between Wapatofur and Foxtail. His gaze finally settled on Foxtail, to see what the other warrior might say.
silverstarlinedart , haze
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