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Post by Wolfclaw on Nov 9, 2008 11:23:06 GMT -5
Wolfclaw padded over to the fresh kill pile, the dew that had collected on his coat froze overnight causing his fur to sparkle dimly in the sunlight. He crouched down inhaling the stale scent of blood that drifted from the pile, a hint of rot intermingled with it. Turing over a dead squirrel he could already see maggots crawl from its stomach. Wolfclaw growled deeply swatting aside the crow food. His stomach gnawed in hunger, he had to ignore it for now, feed the clan then himself. Grunting again he stood shook his fur free of the frozen water, then trotted swiftly from camp to restock the pile.
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Post by ~*Swift*~ on Nov 9, 2008 12:05:28 GMT -5
A tom of light and dark gray padded up. He huffed out a sigh. He saw his clan mate, Wolfclaw. His gaze flickerd from the tom to the crow food, ripped up and thrown aside. 'How did that get in there...' he thought. Then he looked at the fresh-kill pile. The lack of prey disapointed him. It was getting alot colder out, so prey was away sleeping in their nests. "Morning, Wolfclaw." he tried sounding friendly. The tom hoped Wolfclaw hadn't heard the smal rasp in his voice.
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Post by Wolfclaw on Nov 9, 2008 12:15:36 GMT -5
Wolfclaw stopped midstep and turned to the gray tom. He tilted his head to aside, Is he coming down with something he wondered aimlessly. But the tom's eyes shone with health, banishing the thought from his mind, Wolfclaw padded over to him. "Good morning, would you like to join me? I have to go hunting, but I'm sure you've already noticed why" Wolfclaw purred nodding his head towards the pile.
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Post by ~*Swift*~ on Nov 9, 2008 12:29:55 GMT -5
Duststorm kept looking at the fresh-kill pile. 'We need to hunt' he thought. Then Wolfclaw inturupted his thoughts. "Hunting?" he mused aloud. He looked back at the fresh-kill pile. "Yes...thats a good idea" he agreed.
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Post by Ripplestream on Nov 9, 2008 13:48:07 GMT -5
Ripplestream trotted over, tail and head low. She glanced at the fresh kill pile and it was low. "Would you two go on a hunting patrol w-with me? I-it's just that w-we're low on f-fresh kill," stammered Ripplestream. She wasn't exactly the firmest order-giver-er.
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Post by ~*Swift*~ on Nov 9, 2008 13:56:19 GMT -5
"Of course" he meowed respectfully to his deputy. His misty and dusty fur shone in the sunlight like pure silver. "We were actually just about to go hunting. We better go while the suns out, the prey might not be out later when it gets colder" the tom mused aloud.
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Post by Ripplestream on Nov 9, 2008 13:58:40 GMT -5
Gaining confidence, Ripplestream said,"And leaf bares not getting any f-farther away!"
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Post by ~*Swift*~ on Nov 9, 2008 15:24:11 GMT -5
Duststorm nodded his head. "I know. Soon rey will be even harder to find" he looked back at the fresh kill pile. There was nothing but scraps of mouse fur and left over bones. He sneered at it in disgust.
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Post by cameron on Nov 9, 2008 15:37:19 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Snowclaw trotted over to the fresh kill-pile, not noticing the other cats. "Hmm... No fresh kill." I wonder if i can go hunting by myself. He notices the deputy. He walks over there. "Umm.. Ripplestream can I go hunting by myself." Snowclaw said.[/glow]
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Post by Ripplestream on Nov 9, 2008 19:38:46 GMT -5
"You could, unless you would like join us on a hunting p-patrol," Ripplestream mewed quietly, motioning towards the other cats.
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Post by cameron on Nov 9, 2008 20:29:24 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Snowclaw thought to himself for a moment. No it's ok, I just want to be alone for right now. With that Snowclaw started to walk away.[/glow]
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Post by Wolfclaw on Nov 10, 2008 19:16:43 GMT -5
Wolfclaw rolled his eyes as he stared up ignoring the other cats I could have been back by now with a mouth full of fresh kill he thought scornfully. Grunting he walked over to the other three Snowclan cats. "If we're quite ready I would like to go hunting... now "
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Post by cameron on Nov 10, 2008 19:27:37 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Snowclaw rolled his eyes to what wolfclaw just said. He just kept walking toward the trees. He disappeared.[/glow]
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Post by Wolfclaw on Nov 10, 2008 19:56:47 GMT -5
Wolfclaw's tail twitched impatiently shifting his gaze to where Snowclaw disappeared. He snorted, tired of waiting he left camp, not bothering to wait for Ripplestream and Duststorm.
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Post by Wolfclaw on Nov 13, 2008 19:38:42 GMT -5
Wolfclaw walked into the clearing backwards his mouth filled with three squirrels barely able to fit and with one paw he was dragging in the large bird. When he reached the pile he spat out his mouth of fresh kill then chucked the bird in after. Wiping his tongue over his whiskers a few times, he preceded to get rid of the fur and feathers that stuck to his claws. I swear if this doesn't feed the clan then I don't know what does he though idly.
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