Warrior Cats Online - Windy Hills

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- - Windy Hills (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=53003)

All credit for the territory goes to @spirit free

Windy Hills
Found near the center of WindClan's Territory are their three large hills one in the middle, and two on each side. Surrounded by flat meadows filled with flowers and herbs such as marigold and cobwebs. The higher a cat climbs the hills the stronger the wind blows, those not used to the strong breeze can easily become winded or lose their footing while climbing on dreadfully blustery days. Despite the strong gusts, plenty of prey can be found hiding in between the hills, like hare, rabbits, birds, and mice. Predatory birds like falcons, vultures, and hawks can be found flying or perched at the top of the hills scouring for prey.

Ashclaw looked around seeing the wind is calm at the bottom, he walks up the hill seeing its gotton windier," i can see why its called windy hills" he says to himself, he walks down to the other side finding so much prey, he crouches down and slowly sneaks up to the prey, as he stalked the prey he chases after it and hunts it down" thank you starclan" he says mumbling with the prey in his mouth

[open]

It was.....something. Hunting for the clan again rather than simply for herself was a foreign feeling, but one Deadmoon didn't find displeasing. For one it meant her hunting was far less restricted, as there were always plenty of hungry bellies to feed anything she did manage to catch. Although, to be fair, there was now the expectation that she would catch more than the singular rabbit it would take to feed her. Ah well. Pros and cons of all things she supposed. She had decided to head out almost immediately after arriving in camp with Rookscreech, knowing that a bit of hunting never hurt to win the clan over. After all, everyone needed to eat.

Hence her position here, fur blown back as the wind pushed against her chest. For once she was glad of her stockier-than-average(at least for Windclan) genes, keeping her anchored where some of her lighter clanmates would be whisked away. Still, heading into the dips between the hills was necessary if she was to find prey. Moving in what she remembered to be the correct moor crouch Deadmoon quickly spotted a rabbit, lunging forwards after it, her paws beating an uneven tattoo on the ground.

It wasn’t her fastest run, she was a bit out of shape, but she was able to catch up to the prey nonetheless and sink her teeth into its neck, killing it. Certainly not the cleanest kill she had ever seen, but that was a matter of course really. They couldn’t all be a clean slice through the jugular without any restraining clawmarks in the rabbits pelt. That could come later, when she had fewer things on her mind. For now she would be satisfied with this kill, muttering a swift Thank you. to Starclan before stashing the rabbit under a small overhang of rock to continue her hunt.

The next animal to fall prey to her eyes was a young hare, eyes bright as it ventured into the world for seemingly the first time. As such it was naive, unable to retreat to the shelter of its log nest fast enough to avoid her claws. It wasn’t as much of a meal as hares could be, the larger ones capable of feeding three cats, but it was certainly going to be more tender. Perhaps she should swing by the elders den with this one? Yes, that might be the thing to do. Picking up her rabbit as she began to make her way back to camp, Deadmoon let a rare smile grace her face. She was more certain than ever that she had made the right decision in going with Rookscreech. (CLOSED)

~Pinestrike | @Oobleck~

Leading the way through the territory, the small she-cat turned her way towards Windy Hills. The meadows around the hills would surely have the plants they were looking for, right?
Pausing for a moment, Pinestrike gazed back over her shoulder to check if Wrenpaw had followed.

Ashclaw walked into windy hills looking back at mistypaw he smiled" were looking for poppy seeds" he says calmly as he waited for mistypaw
@DawnIsLost

-Wrenpaw-

Following close behind Pinestrike the inattentive she-cat took notice of a horned lark perched upon a log. Stopping in her tracks she sat down and stared as the lark shrieked and twittered, preening it's feathers. The feathered creature took flight and the brown cat stood up swiftly and began to run in order to catch up with the far ahead warrior.

@RiztheHuntress

ahhh windy hills* he thought as he walked, he padded to the other side of the hills seeing more herbs there he began looking for poppyseeds finding some poppyseeds he took a close look to make sure,

as he continued on he grabbed some poppyseed flowers from the meadow, h picked lots of poppyseeds hoping he picked enough, he then padded back to camp with lots of poppyseeds

[closed for patrol]

~Pinestrike | @Oobleck~

As she padded along, the small she-cat checked over her shoulder to see if Wrenpaw had followed her. And of course, as she did so, the apprentice got distracted and wandered off. Shaking her head slightly, Pinestrike called out.
"Wrenpaw! We can hunt when we're done, we need to get these herbs first!"
Turning away from Wrenpaw, she began to sniff around, looking for the telltale gold colored flowers.
There they are!
Locating a clump of the flowers, Pinestrike snipped off a few stems with her teeth. There would definitely be plenty of marigold in the herb stores now!

+3 Marigold

-Wrenpaw-

Sniffing around the wood colored she cat spotted a small patch of what looked like marigold, it was yellow, it was, well, that was about all the similarities it had, but still, it wouldn't hurt to grab it. Carefully removing them from the ground, the apprentice shouted, "Pinestrike, is this marigold?" Padding over to the warrior her gray eyes shifted to the flowers in her mouth, they looked completely different. "Um, well might as well bring both back?"

@RiztheHuntress

~Pinestrike | @Oobleck~

Looking at the flowers Wrenpaw brought forward, Pinestrike gave a shrug. "I'm not sure what those are, but I'm sure Cowpaw can identify them. Let's get back."

(I'm so sorry for the delay, I take full responsibility)