Owlpaw's Territory Tour

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♧ Owlpaw ♧
♧ The Huntress ♧
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Okay, uhhhh. Hunting crouch! And pounce! Psh, yeah, no problem. Owlpaw.. definitely knew exactly how to do that. And was super good at it, too. She had to show her BEST, so she would, of course, look professional! She had done this lots of times! Totally, definitely, The Huntress wasn't lying! The ginger molly stood rigidly and straight, raising one paw to her chest in a salutatorian fashion. "Mhm! Got it!" She chirped, and promptly laid down. Flat, on the ground. But she had a specific method being put into play, and from there the apprentice rose to her paws ever so slightly, tail sticking out like a twig. Her tactic didn't.. fail horribly, so she must be doing it right. Right? Right! Triple rights! From this form of.. sorta crouching like she was about to roll over and snooze, Owlpaw tried her best to level her head with her shoulders, and found she had to slightly raise herself higher above the ground. Eh, good enough. However it made The Huntress feel super out of shape because her muscles seemed to throb in an exercise way.

Stalking forward, wobbly at first, then she adjusted (But now she was slightly waddling, leaning to one side then the other too much but oh well) to a different.. weird.. but productive way, as previously explained. An intensely focused expression was worn, totally immersed in the task. The Huntress shifted her mottled form once more, slightly less waddle-y, before remembering she had to pounce. Oh yeeeahhh! She nearly laughed, but held it in. Aubs leaned heftily backwards on her hind limbs and with a jolting leap went sailing in the air gleefully, before landing with a bump with a faintly bewildered expression, as somehow her backpacks were now splayed out sideways and her tail was on the ground. But Owlpaw quickly corrected herself to a standing position and bounced back to Jumper. Yippeeeeee! She must've looked so cool jumping! But not landing! But that's fine! "Did'I do 't? Did I do 't!" She cheered excitedly, prancing around Leechscar looking much too pleased for her own good.
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@Blaaze - Owlpaw
Sooooo she did not practice her crouching and pouncing often as a kitten. Leechscar tried hard to recall what little information he had obtained about the kits, but he was blanking. Did she not have littermates to play with? Or bugs or things to chase and play hunt? She acted like she's never crouched, stalked, or pounced in her lifetime. Leechscar watched the entire process and then proceeded to smack himself in the face with a forepaw and drag it down his face with a loud sigh. StarClan did he have his work cut out for him?!

"Yeah, you did something alright." Leechscar snorted sarcastically and then stood up. "I could go through everything wrong, but I don't trust myself to keep your attention that long." Even though she's proven to listen when he spoke, he still worried her thoughts would drift and he'd be wasting his breath.

"Try copying me." He told Owlbait. "Bend all four legs downward until your stomach barely touches the ground and keep your tail low." He ordered, dropping himself into a low crouch while keeping his tail low and still.

"That is how we crouch. When we stalk take all your weight on your haunches so that your paws make no impact on the ground and gradually creep forward, step lightly." Leechscar gradually moved forward on soundless paws.

"Your crouch needs to be balanced if it feels off or like you're tipping to one side over the other, try spreading your forepaws shoulder-width apart or stable balance." The fury showed her as he explained.

"When you leap you need to brace yourself for the landing, or you flop like earlier. It's like when you jump in the air you don't just tumble to the ground when you come back down." He's seen her bounce almost all day, he knew she could do it. The tom pushed off the ground, sailed in the air, and came back down, twisting to face the apprentice.

"Balance is key here, if your crouch is off everything will be thrown off. Show me once more and then I'll let you go hunt a rabbit." Leechscar wasn't expecting Owlbait to get everything perfect her first time. Even if she got something wrong here he'd still send her out to try and hunt a rabbit. Experience was a great teacher.

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↳-Owlpaw-༉‧₊˚✧
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YA- Awh, Sarcasm! Owlpaw's worst enemy (As chronologically speaking, Owlpaw is yet to meet Demon Baby)! The smile turned into a frown of dismay, then a resolute soldier-face. I c'n focus!" She protested, but fell quiet after that. To prove it, she would just have to copy Jumper! Yeah! Dropping into a smooth crouch, the ginger molly furrowed her whisker brows in concentration, silently fixing her position in an attempt to match her mentor's. Crouch, copy. Focus. So she could hunt a rabbit (It took all her strength not to mentally go YIPPE!) and be all proud and happy and stuff. Precariously steadying herself and forcing weight to her haunches, Owlpaw slowly slipped into a hunting crouch.

Time to move around! It was easier for her to move a little and keep quiet then keep quiet sitting still. Energy must be burned at all costs! Creeping toward a patch of grass, Aubs paused, recalling what Leechscar had said, and leaped for the patch, bracing for the impact and lightly landing on her paws. Beaming, she whipped around to face the graytoned tomcat. "Did I do it? How 'as that? "

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"I've seen newborn kits with better focus than you." Leechscar quipped unkindly after watching his apprentice fall on her bottom. She got up a moment later and fell into a pretty decent hunting crouch to his utter surprise. Her movements were smooth and she didn't even fall on her face after that pounce.

"Meh," He answered her question blandly despite being rather impressed. She seemed to work better with criticism and he didn't want her jumping for joy if he told her she had done a pretty good job. "It'll do for now." The tom got up from where he had sat and looked back over towards the rabbits that were still grazing.

"I'm going to let you try and catch a rabbit now. But before you do that you must remember that rabbits have good ears and spook easily. I don't think your scrawny legs will keep up with a rabbit in a full run, so you'll want to sneak up as close as possible to your target before trying to catch it." Leechscar started explaining.

"You'll want to stay downwind and by downwind I mean you want the wind blowing towards you, not behind you. You can use the tall grass to hide your presence, but you need to be careful not to rustle the grass or make loud noises or the rabbits will bolt before you can even try to catch one. Watch your tail too, if you raise it too high or don't keep it still it will give you away." The fury twitched his tail thinking of anything else he needed to tell her.

"Oh, and if you miss your rabbit during your first pounce, you'll want to get ready to move. If you're lucky you might be able to catch it before it reaches full speed or runs into one of the holes. I'll follow nearby to keep an eye on you, but if you're ready go ahead." Leechscar would teach her how to chase a rabbit down later with him. For now, it was a win if she could catch one.

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↳-Owlpaw-༉‧₊˚✧
| WindClan Apprentice | She/her | | 34/100 | Mentions; @Undertaker |

Aawwww. Owlpaw felt a tiny twinge of dismay that was immediately swept away by the thrill of hunting. She!! Would catch real prey! The mottled ginger molly was practically bouncing on her paw with excitement. Wait, Scrawny?! That wasn't very kind of him! How dare Jumper insult her like this! But alas the thought only lasted for a moment as he continued. Downwind.. tall grass.. upwind.. up wind.. walking up wind.. walking wind.. windy.. Breezy! Oh, she missed something. Oops. Oh well. "Yes sir! 'll do good!" Aubs swore eagerly, tail swishing in excitement. Catching rabbits!! Yippee!

Immediately the Huntress dropped into a crouch and turned for the rabbits, slinky-ing through the bristling stalks at a steady pace. Her belly fur brushed the grass softly, and Owlpaw winced. But oh yeah the rabbits were too focused to care. Or she just imagined the noise. It was the second one. Anyways, she continued her silent trek until the rabbits were about 2 mentor-lengths away. Her heart caught in her throat. Big feet. Cool! The rabbits heads lifted up, and for a terrifying moment she was certain they were going to run. No chances could be taken.

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Owlpaw flexed her muscles and barreled forward, but the rabbit was a step ahead. So- Close! Before it speeds up! Aubs- lunges out with her front paws, hurling her body forwards and yanking the rabbit back. It squealed, and they both went tumbling. At this point the Huntress was just trying to bite its neck. Her teeth sank into its squirming and madly kicking form, and somehow Landed on its throat. She bit down hard, but the devilish bunny managed to land a smash of her face in a mighty kick, stunning the Molly to letting go as the rabbit writhed, then fell still.

Her eyes were wide in surprise as a small trickle of blood ran down from her battered and bruised chin. Owwww. Owowowowow. The rabbit wasn't exactly big, it was the smallest on there, and the metallic tang of blood was in her mouth from her teeth having to clamp down at the kick to her chin. Tentatively, she raised a paw and rubbed the blood from her chin, leaving a streak of red on her pad. Luckily the kick hadn't been the whole foot, but to Owlpaw it was enough. Her eyes creased in pain from the smash and her head turned to Jumper with a slightly proud, slightly miserable expression. "Caught it." Aubs told him meekly, spatting out the tiny bit of blood from her mouth.

[ Injury Overview: The edge of the rabbit's back leg with its claw scratched and kicked hard once on Owlpaw's chin, bruising and nicking it. She's mainly shooken up, the injury's not actually too bad. When kicked, her jaws hit together hard and her own tooth slightly bit down on her tongue, but not too badly and it's not bothering her. Overall rating of injuries, 10 being life or death, they're about a 3. ]

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@Blaaze - Owlpaw
As soon as Owlpaw gave her confirmation and began stalking off, Leechscar stayed close behind no less than a tail length away. Something told him that he had most likely given her too much information to focus on which meant she only caught on to certain points and not everything. Sadly, Leechscar had no faith in his orange apprentice at all.

The first part of the hunting went well enough. She stalked relatively quietly, got close enough, and pounced. It was after the pounce that things went sideways. The rabbit bolted before the apprentice could pounce on it, but she caught it before it got too far or fast.

Her fangs find its mark and the rabbit's kick finds its. Leechscar groans quietly and quickly trots up his apprentice. He lowers his broad head and sniffs gingerly at the she-cat face, chuckling softly at her miserable reply. "Yes, you did. Honestly, I was expecting you to lose an eye so you've exceeded my expectations." Leechscar's sarcasm was as dry as a desert as he attentively cleaned up the blood stuck on her muzzle with a few quick licks.

"But truly you did great. Most apprentices don't catch rabbits on their first try, I certainly didn't." He taps his nose along her chin trying to get her to look up so he can check if she has any injuries down there. "Pinning rabbits down before going for the neck is usually the way to go since they are known for their nasty kicks. I know most WindClanner like hunting rabbits, but I find them too much trouble to hunt." He meowed after he finished looking her over.

"Did you bite your tongue? In any pain?" Leechscar thought the blood on her chin was from the rabbit, but didn't taste like rabbit blood. "Since you've caught a rabbit, you don't need to worry about hunting anymore of them if you're not fond of hunting them. I can teach you to hunt other prey." The grump adds, butting his head against the orange apprentice to get the miserable expression off her face. Even though he found her enthusiasm irritating at times. He preferred it to her discomfort.