[sleepyyjax]

Darkleaf
they/she - 59 moons

Header: ferretfever

Thank the stars that the restrictions had been lifted. Dusk had passed long ago, and Darkleaf was more than happy to step paw out of the camp. Though sleeping atop the warriors' den was a lot nicer, they still found themselves restless: turning in their sleep. Grey fur blended in perfectly with the darkened forest, as they crept through the shadows. Darkleaf wasn't the stealthiest cat. Nor were they the best hunter, but they weren't all too bothered by those facts. Adequate was alright with them. Bundled close to the ground, they observed as a mouse bounded across the forest floor - NOW!
They gave chase, skirting after it [D20 rolled:9] far too slowly. What were they thinking? The small agile creature took off to a hole somewhere, leaving her far less agile self to ponder why she thought she could chase a muse like that. They gave a small shrug, and continued to venture through the territory. Haunches bundled up as they prepared to pounce [D20 rolled:9] - then they sprung forward, missing it by a hair.
Ughh.. What was with her tonight? Maybe she wasn't a perfect warrior, but she had faith in her hunting skills being decent.

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