Dawning Woods - Page 12

***Rani*** · #**111** September 27th, 2024, 02:43 AM

Bleedingpaw
Shadowclan Apprentice | He/Him | 7 Moons

Just a Scratch | Shadow Fiend

A bat? ..... Bleedingpaw didnt like bats he decided. Hopefully they were edible, however the bengal bet that that the awful beastie tasted bad like frogs so maybe he'd feed it to Moonpaw. Horrible creatures deserved eachother after all.

He was a little ashamed in hindsight that he'd freaked out so badly over something apparently non harmful, even if bats were totally evil in his mind now and the little tom kinda shrunk realizing he'd smacked Midnightpath. "I- I am so so sorry Miss Midnightpath I shouldve been calmer and not reacted like that and hurt you. If you want to report me to Miss Mistlewhisker for punishment I accept my fault." Bad Bleedingpaw bad, you dont act like that!

Thuroughly wilted Bleedingpaw collected his catches and hurried after the leaving warrior, fighting to keep his wobbles in control so he wouldnt screw anything else up today. Plus, snakes sounded kinda awful, time to go home.

@paedyn @Mica @Omari (feel free to not respond to bleeding just wanted to close this out)

**Spookytail** · #**112** September 29th, 2024, 06:05 PM

Shadeheart crouched and he pounced on a fat looking Vole. As he buried his prey he spotted a pair of squirrels on a tree. He managed to get one but missed the other.

“Mouse dung!” He exclaimed as the second squirrel ran away

**alec** · #**113** October 13th, 2024, 08:36 PM

ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan enforcer | purrks ]

since his patrolmates had just...sort of disappeared, and roachflare happened to be around by chance, rookfire made quick conversation with the tom and turned to go his own way. he certainly wouldnt complain about the warriors sudden decision to ditch be patrol, heck, he'd rather be here with just roachflare anyway, and that had absolutely everything to do with the fact that he was a nice lad and hazelstripe was literally peak annoyance condensed into one average sized cat shaped headache whilst he did not know petalrot at all. rookfire set out to attempt an even split of hunting and gathering partly because his roleplayer forgot what the original plan was, but also to keep his movement controlled and smooth. proper hunting was surely good battle training in a way as well, rookfire could imagine the thought process and expertise that went into being a good and successful hunter could help perfect and maintain certain skills necesarry for more rare or even just hard moves...
especially the stealth aspect of the whole thing was just plain appealing to the enforcer, besides the opportunity of observing their prey carefully and under pressure, it wasnt really as bad as he sometimes pretended it was. white marked jaws parted, he tasted the air, head turning to follow the faint scent of vole briefly before stepping forward in search of a fresher one.
white tipped paws parted the carpet of thick, sturdy bladed grass with a quiet rustling following every step, so quiet it blended into the chirping of birds and wild rushing in his ears. the next scent he picked up was familiar, mouse, not his favourite but something he at least knew to catch, and the scent was fresh.
the warm earthy scent led him towards a sunbathed spot in the clearing and the enforcer lowered his body into a hunters crouch, muscles tensing in anticipation before leaping at the prey with practiced expertise. large forepaw colliding with the mouses small body, actively pinning it in place, the dark tom leaned down to deliver a killing bite. quickly, the mouse was shuffled to where he had parted from roachflare and hastily covered by soil and lose greenery.

[ so...i decided this is just rook and roach now because petal went missing and no hazel reply in so long lol || +1 mouse ]

**alec** · #**114** October 14th, 2024, 12:06 PM

->> roachflare <<-
[ he/bug | shadowclan | 19moons | purrks ]

roachflare had been on a walk to clear his mind when he found rookfire looking a bit lost. while he wouldnt go as far as saying he liked the tom or considered him a friend, his past behaviour interacting had taken some of the fear new people usually brought him. by now, he wasnt really as on edge anymore and appreciated the specific pointers the older usually gave on patrol so it wasnt really a problem when he was asked to replace the enforcers patrolmates. this would be a quiet endeavour, both of them taking to their own prey or plants or whatever rookfire usually reappeared with and then return to camp in silence as comfortable as a walk with a stranger could be for him.
the tri colour tom moved through the greenery, his last thought regarding gratefulness of the others acceptence of his silence just passing in favour of sinking into the comfort of the hunt. he didnt enjoy battle, never really knew what to do with himself when faced with another cat, bared fangs and quick claws, prey was easier, more predictable. they didnt possess the ability to think as complex and he didnt get the opportunity to overthink every move in the quick progressing from prowl to hunt.
[ 20, 11, 2, 5, 7 ]
the scent of rabbit filled bugs mouth and multi colour paws quickly changed course, moving through the shadows with practiced expertise. bug wasnt feeling like himself today, distracted and not as hyperfocussed on his task as usual, easily catching the rabbit and a mouse after, but letting three more animals slip through. mildly upset and overall unsatisfied, bug returned to wait for rookfire.

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following the mouse, rookfire picked up on squirrel. his least favourite was quick prey that could flee up pretty much every tree so he approached rather hesitantly, only putting into proper work once he was close enough to ensure the animals quick burst of speed wouldnt be able to leave him in the dust. it took three more chases and two more pieces of successfully caught fresh kill to tire him out to the point of quitting. returning to meet with roachflare and make their way back to camp.

[ total: 4 mice, 1 rabbit, 1 squirrel ]

***Undertaker*** · #**115** October 16th, 2024, 07:50 PM

It was silent as a mass of muscle and fur broke away from the shadows, stepping forward. Dawnstar had slowed her pace after reaching the towering spruce trees that dotted the woods. As she hadn't located where all the snakes were nesting, she remained alert listening for any rustling of leaves ahead of her.

Rotton leaves resembled a carpet and sank unpleasantly underneath her paws. They smelt of mushrooms and wet wood, making her nose twitch. It simply reminded her that leaf fall was slowly setting in. If she left the snakes alone, they'd probably go away as it was getting too cold for them to remain out. However, the rats wouldn't. She could at least make use of the snakes while they were still around, they might save them a few bites from rats.

Dawnstar halted her patrol behind some thick undergrowth, able to see the main path, yet still out of sight. Dawnstar wasn't sure if the rats would turn tail and retreat if they spotted the patrols before they reached the woods. Her muscles stiffened as she heard the snakes slithering up ahead looks like they just avoided stepping on a nest of them.

"Rookfire, settle somewhere close, but out of the way." She told the medicine cat softly. She checked that she had all her cats with her before looking across to see if she could spot her mate's green eye among the foliage with her patrol. They had to wait until Briarsplash and her patrol arrived to trigger the snakes and the rats.

**MangofDoom** · #**116** October 16th, 2024, 08:26 PM

⟡ starlingcall ⟡
• shadowclan - XX moons •
⟡ dilute tortoiseshell, white chest and face spot, green eyes ⟡
• they/them - it/its •
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Starlingcall follows close behind Dawnstar, paws nearly silently stepping across the ground. Its green eyes flash in the dim light as it looks for any sign of movement. Their ears twitch and rotate, aware at every little sound. Their paws already itch with anticipation, but they force themself to stay completely still. They can wait for their turn to kill these stars-forsaken rats. And snakes. It was a little less excited to face the snakes.

As Dawnstar orders Rookfire, Starlingcall contemplates whether or not they should find someone to fight alongside, to cover their back. It narrows its eyes at the ground. No. It doesn't know anyone enough to trust them that much. They can cover their own tail, better than anyone. They can fight their own battles.

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**anika** · #**117** October 17th, 2024, 08:08 AM

Pondpaw
ShadowClan Apprentice
Silver Tongue Tier 2
Kitty Softpaws Tier 2
Mind Reader
94 / 100

Pondpaw crouched within the undergrowth in between Dawnstar and Starlingcall, hoping that the surrounding smells of the pine forest would hide her own scent as a ShadowClan cat.

The muscles rippled beneath the former RiverClanner´s pelt, Pondpaw´s river-blue hues flicking around the woods in hopes that Briarsplash and her patrol would show soon. Birdpaw was on the Enforcer´s patrol, the blue-gray mackerel tabby nearly forgot. Hopefully the other apprentice - Pondpaw´s friend - would be okay.

[ @Undertaker - Dawnstar // @MangofDoom - Starlingcall | Since she´s between the two, it makes sense to mention you both. ]

**Rowan** · #**118** October 17th, 2024, 08:18 AM

◇BristleThorn◇
Female | 32 Moons | Posts: 95
large, long-haired she-cat with pale calico markings and brown eyes—silky, flowy tail
Purrks: None

Her muscles were tense and visible through every step she took to Dawning Woods. She was sure these animals would put up a hell of a fight but…that adds more thrill to it. A dash of fun for the active warrior. Once they reached the area she glanced around, dark brown eyes searching for the deputy to split off into her patrol as instructed. She watched as her son walked right beside her the entire way, giving him a reassuring nudge once they were both paused next to one another.

**Rowan** · #**119** October 17th, 2024, 08:21 AM

♧SpiderThorn♧
Male | 14 Moons | Posts: 6
sleek, small black tom with sapphire eyes and long scar on his side
Purrks: Flock Together T2 , Mind Reader

The was ready for this, he trained for a reason and this felt like the first real thing to him. He stayed next to the more advanced warrior on the trek until he’d have to separate with her and instead head with DawnStar.

**sleepyyjax** · #**120** October 17th, 2024, 02:32 PM

Newtbelly
he/him | Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend | 18 moons

header: @/daragca

A decently large patrol. Sounded good. Mistlewhisker was a worthy leader, and Silentpaw had to be the most capable apprentice in this entire clan. Foggymask... He wasn't keen on. Not one bit after that fight. He stifled his annoyance, wearing a rather blank expression as they left camp.

It didn't take long to get to The Dawning Woods. In fact, boiling in his own rage, it were as though he'd appeared there in a heartbeat. Rage - rage toward death? Rage towards a simply unpredictable situation? No. Rage towards these darned rats. These squirmy little creatures, that seemed to think they had some kind of business killing cats - ShadowClan cats? Absolutely not.

They were to follow Mistlewhisker and separate - then cover one side of the woods. Seemed simple enough. Oh how he dreamt of tearing into the rancid animals. Looks like things had come full circle. A fox, ravenous and wild, a creature he wanted no affiliation with, destroyed the rat's den not too long ago. It sent them running, and (probably) planned to slaughter every last one. Despite his hatred of the orange canid, he was here, doing the very same thing.