RiverClan Prey Pile

[Beamheart]

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Firelight dragged her pigeon over to put in the pile, before heading out again and coming back with the rest of the prey: two mice and a vole.


Hunting post ☼ [ 20+4=24 ]

[Willowfern]

Antlerstreak dropped his mouse at the prey pile after he marked the border.

[24 + 1 = 25]

[wolfie]

Wormbite walked towards the prey pile and dropped the mouse and the crow he had caught. His nose twitched at the rotting scent that clung to the prey pile and he could feel bile begin to rise up from his throat. Stars. Didn't anyone know how to do a basic task around here? With an annoyed huff, the Dark Lord went ahead and removed the rotten prey from the pile.

[ 25 - 9 + 2 = 18 ]

[nykyrian]

[ 18 + 1 = 19 ]

Larkpaw stopped by the prey pile to drop off the fish he had caught. A look of relief crossing his face when he finally got the stinky thing out of his mouth.

[wren]

19 + 2 = 21

Bittersneeze padded his way towards the pile, dropping off two mice.

[bells_n_whistles]

Frostpaw came in after Bittersneeze [@wren], and set down the vole, proud she had caught at least something.

[Caspian]

Bouncepaw bounced
over to the prey pile,
two fish in his mouth
and one tucked awkwardly
underneath his chin. He put
the fish he had caughtin the pile and bounded off to report to Gingerfrost,
not waiting for Almondmilk.

{ @furrensic }

[perseus.]

Fogcloud padded into the camp, setting down the fish, two birds, and mouse down on the pile.

x


23 + 4 = 27


[ guys please remember to do the math for the prey pile so things are done correctly!! ]

[CatontheMoon]

Grassheart
short-furred white she-cat with icy blue eyes and poor vision

hunting post
27 + 1 = 28

Grassheart padded into the RiverClan camp with her perch held firmly in her jaws. She walked with pride with her catch, her head held high and taking every step like she owned the camp. A root caught her paw and she toppled to the ground, landing flat on her face. The she-cat grumbled and rose to her paws with a frown. Shaking out her pelt, she dropped her perch on the prey pile and padded towards Gingerfrost to report on her patrol.

( @nykyrian )

[idia]

[ 28 + 2 = 30 ]
almondmilk drops off the fish and bird fir caught before heading to gingerfrost to report on their patrol.