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Silentpaw
Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 7 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
[N/A/100]
Purrks:
Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active] • Agatha Kitty [Permanently Active] • Katty Krueger
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Hunting? Oh, of course. Silentpaw could do some hunting, of course. He would call himself a decent hunter. He hadn't missed a single piece of prey. Well, he'd only caught one mouse, but that was still something.
He perked up as a strange yet familiar scent reached his nose. He stilled, attempting to locate where the scent was coming from. Seems like Newtbelly had noticed it as well. Silentpaw couldn't help but feel pride in scenting it before Newtbelly had. He nodded, barely even comprehending what the warrior had asked fully, before dropping into a crouch and trailing through the forest floor.
And...
Aha. There it was.
He had located the scent trail this rat had left, and he wasted no second in following it. He began to slow as the scent became stronger, and ultimately stopped in his tracks. He was getting the track of hunting, and sneaking and all that. He eyed the small furry creature through dark blue eyes, lowering his body so his belly was almost touching the ground. Not bothering to wait for Newtbelly's command, Silentpaw was quick to begin stalking it, however stopped a distance away.
He paused, not moving for a long time. He watched the rat through narrowed eyes, claws unsheathing. He steadied his forepaws, putting more weight onto his hind legs.
Then, as soon as the rat began moving, he leapt at it, grasping it in unsheathed claws. He leaned down to bite down at its neck, killing it instantly. He held the limp prey in his jaws, and trotted over to where his mentor was.
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