[sleepyyjax]

 

Originally Posted by Daragca

Cottonpaw
he/him | Windclan Apprentice | 11 moons
The Collector - Lucky Duck T3
The Stowaway Child

Dapplebreeze’s words found comfort with him, in fact it had been something he’d already been doing. It did seem to make the burden a little easier on the heart, that and knowing the life wasn’t to be wasted. Somehow Shrikepaw jumped over the poor creature sending it barrelling towards him in a surprising graceful jump for something that resembled the shape of a blob of muck.

Now or never, he had no more time for fascination, instead he found his mouth snapping over its head. It didn’t exactly have a neck to break but he didn’t have much time to think about that. It was dead.

Wait.

It wriggled in his mouth, legs attempting to pull its head out. He wasn’t used to this type of prey, he hadn’t been firm enough or possibly just hadn’t chomped quite right. Cottonpaw forced his teeth to sink deeper and he finally heard a crunch. His eyes attempting not to well up, it hadn’t been a painless death. He’d made the poor thing suffer, it knew it was going to die. He quickly dropped it to the ground and muttered a sorry prayer, one for forgiveness. Recollecting his thoughts then putting on a brave face before turning to properly face Dapplebreeze and Shrikepaw. ”G.g.g.g.got i.i.i.it.” His stutter seemed to worsen at every emotion and he silently cursed himself. ”M.m.maybe w.w.we c.c.can all share i.i.it l.l.l.later?” The grin that accompanied his words was a forced one but was a firm one nonetheless. Better not it go to waste, he’d force down every last mouthful if he had to.

Cottonpaw’s stubby tail vibrated with his nerves, he’d get better at compartmentalising this with time. His first catch he sobbed himself silly, but this one still hurt. Every single catch hurt. Sweet sweet Cottonpaw, with not a bad bone in his body. It was a guilty feeling that this death didn’t come painlessly, despite him feeding the clan.

+1 Toad

[​ @sleepyyjax @Alchemist Kitsune ]

Shrikepaw
she/her - 5 moons

Aha! Yes! Cottonpaw caught it! So that's how it was done. "Oh yeaaah!" She cheered, totally oblivious to the emotions the older apprentice was feeling, she wasn't really at a point where complex emotions - or any emotions that weren't her own - were understandable. Biting and killing sounded fun to her, it wouldn't even occur to her to contemplate the life of prey. "Look at you go!" She bounded over to him, admiring the toad. Eugh - it looked kind of weird, actually. She wasn't all too sure about taking any bites out of that thing - but - well, she didn't want to miss out on socialising. "I'll give it a try... Looks slimey though." She stuck her tongue out, then instantly started smelling the air, hoping she'd magically pick up the scent of their next catch. But, uh.... All she smelt was a bog combination of everything. Like, everything. WindClan, ShadowClan, trees, grass, mud - and, of course, the toad.

@Alchemist Kitsune