Mourning Ruins

[furrensic]

SQUIRRELRISE
she/her. 15 moons. small, scarred russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]

after several moments of waiting and only bloomingblaze showing up — turtlepaw amd adderpaw nowhere to be seen — squirrelrise decides it's best to just move along. so, with a sway of her tail and a murmured "we..s-should..go,", the warrior pads out of camp.

ears perked and gaze sweeping across the scenery, her eyes land on the structure of the waterbarn coming into view. with the recent rain, everything's still damp,, unfortunately. luckily, she's sure there should be plenty prey scurrying about. and ..wait - what's that up there?, she wonders as she pads closer to the remains of the waterbarn, eyes narrowing. up in the rafters was a ..nest? a large one, at that. once a small breeze blows past, a feather floats down from the nest and, much to squirrelrise's dismay, she recognizes the feather. an owl.

oh dear, she grimaces. okay, time to get this hunting patrol over with as quick as possible. she doesn't see the owl anywhere near here, but that doesn't eliminate the threat that comes with one. turning to face bloomingblaze, she speaks up. "lets..meet..back here, okay?" she suggests, padding away once receiving some sign of agreement from the fellow warrior.

[ @Idiotic.Bean101 @Dolomedes @Luminous ]

[Idiotic.Bean101]

 

Bloomingblaze-She/Her
23 Moons


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Bloomingblaze nodded with a smile when Squirrelrise said they should go ahead and go.
Well, their patrolmates had taken long enough, and if they were gonna come at all, they could just catch up.

The tortoiseshell followed Squirrelrise, and quickly noticed when the younger looked up at something.
And then the fallen feather.
Ah.
That's what it was.

"A'right." Bloomingblaze replied when Squirrelrise said to meet back there.
She would just keep an eye out, which she was sure Squirrelrise would be doing as well.

Bloomingblaze moved, sniffing for prey.
Oh! There's a bird!
[Roll=1]
She pounced aaaand...
Her face hit what was once a wall of the waterbarn.
The bird flew off in alarm

She quickly regained her composure.
Ouch.
Moving on!
Maybe there was something else.

She searched once again.
A vole, is what she noticed now.
[Roll=12]
Bloomingblaze bunched up her muscles, preparing to pounce.

She pounced, and she caught it this time.
Okay, she got her dignity back, that was good.


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