Right, that’s all of them. No apprentices to worry about, so it should be a relatively easy one.
“No problem, let’s get going.” He led the way out with a flick of his tail.
Being in The Dawning Woods was nice, a favourite hunting spot of his. He didn’t feel much need to speak, with apprentices he’d tell them to stay close or whatnot, but these were all experienced cats.
“Let’s get what we can, prey should be decent with new-leaf coming back. We can meet back by these ferns when we’re done.” He gestured to them with a paw. He was unsure whether Quietmouth knew it was a hunting patrol, so gestured to him with his tail, then demonstrated a quick hunter’s crouch and stalking motion, giving him a quick head dip before heading off to hunt.
The tortoiseshell crept through the underbrush, ears twitching at the faint sound of scurrying. He stopped still, tilting his nose to the air to get a good wiff. Squirrel, right near by. He moved along, each paw placed carefully till it came into view. Then, he pounced. It was a pretty average sized squirrel, decent enough. Silently, he thanked it for its life, then headed over to bury it where they’d arrived.
[+ 1 Squirrel]
He could smell something else nearby - mouse. So, he crept over, ensuring he stayed downwind. He could hear its little paws scurrying now, and - aha! There it was. The creature scampered out of the bushes, and he swiftly made his move, killing it with one swift bite. He thanked it for its life as usual, then went and placed it with his squirrel.
[+1 Mouse]
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