[Neptune.]

 

Originally Posted by silver.

cloverhoney
she/clover // 20 moons // windclan warrior

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"Wow that was..."

The warrior stares at the young tom with a hard to read expression at first, in an attempt to keep him in suspense... Until clover can no longer handle it and breaks out in a huge grin.

"Amazing! Never doubted you for a second, Hushy! Nice work! Buuut there are definitely some things we gotta go over! Watch and learn, okay? I'm gonna give a demonstration!"

Now to show off her amazing hunting skills for real! Her long legs came in handy for moments like these-- tracking prey in such tall grass. It was easier to step over branches and maneuver through the underbrush with such graceful strides!

[ Honeyclover rolled a 14 to hunt prey. ]

Hunkering down amongst the grass, ears twitch and swivel until she again catches on to where prey is hiding amongst the foliage. Carefully she begins to move forward, staying low but lifting her feet high as to step over anything that may be in her path. As she moves, her gaze moves along the ground every so often to take note of what obstacles may be in her way while her nose and ears continued to track the mouse she was onto. It's in her sights after not too long and she freezes to observe before pouncing upon it. Her lift-off is a bit loud, alerting it to her movement, but it's far too late for it to run despite it's quick reflex. One killing bite is all it takes for her to return to Hushpaw with a plump mouse of her own dangling between her jaws.

"There! Now, I want you to tell me what you noticed different about how I did it! And then after that we can enjoy some breakfast together before heading toward Riverclan~"

Hushpaw
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16/100
9 moons || he/him || WindClan Apprentice
medium furred tom w/ black, grey and white fur; gold eyes

Hushpaw watches as his mentor starts clover's own hunt as well, slinking through the tall grass almost like a snake, hardly changing in level and barely making a sound. Gilded gaze follows each of clover's steps carefully... and then a butterfly catches his attention. Small, powder blue wings carry it along in the slight breeze, and it flutters so close to his face that Hushpaw can't help but try and bat at it, disappointed when he doesn't get it and it flutters away. Frowning, the apprentice brings his attention back to his mentor, just in time to see her pick up her mouse and trot back over... shoot he hadn't been paying attention for most of it. Um... ok, maybe he can bluff his way through this?

"Uh, well," he begins to say when she asks what she had done differently than him. "You didn't step on any twigs, that's for sure!" His voice is light and bright, upbeat. "And you kept your body level, lifting your paws up high to clear anythin' on the ground." He's pulling that right out of his ass, he hadn't been paying attention for most of it, but he gets down into a hunting crouch and trys to demonstrate what he means, lifting his feet high off the ground as he moves forward, a little over exaggerated. "Like that!"