foxes round 2: FIGHT!

[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

The hornet could already feel themself getting sore, huffing as the foxes were mopped up and helping the rest of patrol wrangle those remaining by grabbing limbs and playing distraction. It was tiring, and the tripod could feel their minor injuries from the fox stinging and aching as adrenaline faded with the calming of the fight.


Their throat hurt too, an itching ache that felt separate somehow.


Wolfhive wanted something though so Mudhound pushed it aside and focused, though why Wolfhive wanted opinions from the idiot was unknown. "Uuuuuhhhhhhhh... Well I dunno about vultures at all but I dont see why they wouldnt eat dead foxes? Dunno how you'd bait the vultures too the dead foxes and off of our land though. But for the traps Ive seen those be sprung by jamming a large stick into the snappy bit so if you shoved a fox leg in there it'd work the same I think."
Mudhound shrugged a bit, not knowing how many more traps there were and if they were snap traps like these ones or the nose traps they saw kill a hare once. Honestly why the tripod was being asked at all was beyond them, but Wolfhive had their opinion as he seemed to want now.


@BEAR.

[TanghuluCat]

◢◣ RAGGEDEAR | 29 MOONS | HE/HIM ◢◣
fluffy, russet tom with yellow eyes, torn left ear, & black paw tips
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”Hey, nice moves, Wolfhive!” Raggedear panted as he clambered off the foxes still-warm body. He sniffed at the creature wearily, making sure it was in fact dead before nodding at the Hornet’s order and whipping around towards the fox den. He snarled as he approached the fox kits, their incessant high-pitched barks drilling into his ears. Killing young didn’t exactly sit well with him, but it’s not like they’d grow up to be on their side.

Shaking off a shrug, Raggedear launched himself at one of the fox kits.

 

It shrieked as his claws made contact with its shoulders, throwing it hard to the ground. Eyes glittered, the tom acted quickly so his resolve wouldn’t slip. Pinning the cub down, he locked his jaws around its throat, only letting go when he had a crack and the cub fall silent.

”There’s more than one in here!” He called out to Brackenclaw and Nightgaze, hoping they’d finish the other two as he backed out dragging his kill along with him.

( @Morrigan @Lightningpaw666 @BEAR. )