[Doodle]

Originally Posted by Silhouettes

@Doodle

Mapleshatters paws slowly hit the ground as she sniffed the air, trying to catch a wiff of any creature. At first, it was nothing. Then suddenly the aroma of a squirrel practically hit her. Instinctively she crouched lower, smoking her way to where the animal was. It was times like these, where she completely forgot about all of her theories. Where she was concentrated on one specific thing while she blocked out the rest of the world. When she was peaceful. The mollys ear twitched right before she leapt at it. Too far from it, and now it was scampering away. It took her a minute to process what was happening before she scampered after it. She had to catch it, the squirrel couldn’t escape like this. The felines thoughts started returning back to her as she chased it. We’re they’re dark faeries around, causing this misfortune to happen? That must be it. And then all her theories started coming. Were any foxes around? What about kittypets, or should she call them two-legs? And don’t forget- Mapleshatter skidded to a half a moment too late as she collided with another cat, her small build causing her to be face-to-face with the ground.

Sunmist was out of camp, as usual, hunting for the clan. Nowadays, all the tom did was hunt and patrol. He didn’t mind it, though; it felt good to help the clan. The orange tabby closed his eyes as he scented for prey, a strong scent of squirrel reaching him- as well as another Shadowclanner. Was someone else hunting here as well? Reopening his eyes, he scanned the area. Rustling from behind caused him to turn- right in time to see a molly hurdling towards him. “Watch-“ too late in his warning, they collided. She fell, but his own size only caused Sunmist to stumble before catching himself. “-out,” he finished in a flat tone, shaking out his fur. Looking down, he recognized the feline who’d crashed into him, though he didn’t believe they’d ever had a conversation before. “Mapleshatter, right? You alright?” His head tilted in slight concern for his clanmate; the tom knew she had a reputation for being a bit on the crazy side, but he wasn’t one to judge another cat on anything other than his own experience with them.