Celticpaw's hunt « Thread Started on Apr 1, 2008, 10:18pm »
Celticpaw crouched close to the ground, completely still and trying to utilize what little cover the charred surroundings offered. She was once thankful for her dappled pelt because the black blended with the burnt plants and the orange and white simulated sunlight filtering through the branches above. She sniffed about carefully, trying to catch any trace of prey. And then the fresh scent of mouse hit her.
She smiled and focused on her training. Prey was hard to come by and she couldn't risk letting the mouse get away. She crept forward slowly, trying to be quiet and light on her paws. Finally, the little brown creature came into sight and she took a silent breath. She crept forward slowly and waggled her rump when she got close enough. Strong hind legs propelled her forward and she felt a wave of satisfaction wash over her as she felt the wriggling beast beneath her paws. A swift nip to the back of its neck quickly killed the mouse and Celticpaw looked down at it with a smile. She half buried it to come back for it later and continued searching for food.
Her search brought her over into MeadowClan territory where she forced herself to be even more alert. She caught three voles and a couple more mice before quickly gathering her catch and turning back to go towards the lone mouse she'd caught on SootClan turf. With her catch of three voles and three mice hanging from her jaws she began trotting happily back towards camp. Needless to say, she was fairly pleased with her catch even though she had to steal most of it from MeadowClan. What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, right?
Celcticpaw listened to the forest carefully as she made her way towards camp, her catch clamped firmly in her jaws. She was trying to locate more prey, but she wasn't hearing much. What she did here, she accidentally scared away before even getting the chance to sneak up on it.
The only prey that seemed to be left was the smart ones. She shrugged and told herself that she had caught enough and began to wonder if Acestar would be pleased with her for catching food for the Clan. She shouldered her way through the camp entrance and sought out the leader before placing her kill on the pile, wanting to be praised. When she didn't find him right away, however, she quickly lost interest and placed her three voles and three mice on the fresh kill pile and trotted away to sit near the apprentices' den
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