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"Erm..." Wolfhive honestly didn't know what that meant. Go back? Keep going? "I'll take that as a you'd like to head back?" Assuming that to be the case-- unless otherwise indicated-- he moved to grab the chipmunk. "Grab your mouse and let's get goin' then."

[ @CallMeCrimson ]

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Wolfhive beckoned him to follow before heading back to camp.

[ can wrap this up here! @CallMeCrimson ]

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(Mk!)

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Hunting sounded a lot easier than Crowpaw had imagined. But like everything in life, he had to perfect the skill through practice. Many warriors in the Clans were excellent hunters. They had to be to survive, after all. With Redstalk's approval, Crowpaw finally began to feel like he was doing something right in his training. Although his mentor did mention squirrels and mice in specifics, the young tom felt like stalking was something he needed to focus on with every animal the Clan hunted.

As she went on to describe the hunter's crouch, Crowpaw's stomach began to twist. He wasn't sick, thankfully, but he was concerned. Concerned about being able to stalk the prey correctly, what with his half-blind eye and all. He couldn't exactly see perfectly out of it. But so long as he kept his tail straight out behind him and kept his weight in his hind legs, he should be fine. Right?

Crowpaw tried his best to copy the she-cat's demonstration, though he didn't know if it was correct. It all felt... stiff, if that was the right word to describe how he looked. His hind legs were not used to all that weight being put on them, so the way his toe beans pressed into the dirt below felt just as weird as he probably looked. Are my feet even in the right position? He stared at Redhawk, who had already pointed out a squirrel at the base of a tree. But before he tried his luck at actual hunting, he wanted to double check his positioning and make sure he'd actually manage stalking. "Am I doing this right?"

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REDHAWK
she/they | thunderclan hornet | 32 moons

Taking her eyes off the squirrel and back onto Crowpaw, Redhawk moved around him to check his positioning. "Here, try this," she took a paw and aimed to nudge his back legs a bit more apart. "If you can, t-try to get lower to the ground, and maybe move forward a paw step or t-two to see how best to distribute your weight." Outside of that it would just take some practice. "If you continue to move, it'll help with t-the crouch not feeling as sss-stiff."

Sliding into the crouch again, Red demonstrated how she got lower to the ground and kept her legs enough apart so that they weren't smushed together, allowing her to move a bit more freely. Her tail remained straight out behind her until she turned and stood once more, nodding for Crowpaw to try it this time. Her eyes glanced at the squirrel that was over in the other small clearing patch, taking note how it seemed to now be preoccupied with digging a hole.

[ Crowpaw - @SpiritedWarrior ]

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This was all a lot to remember. He doubted he would, but who knows... maybe his memory would surprise him. He took a mental note of where Redhawk placed his legs and suggested he move forward a step or two to see how to best distribute his weight. Yeah I'm not going to remember this later. But that's a problem for future me. He shrugged off the concern and did as suggested, stalking as quietly as he could.

Now... it was time to put this practice into his hunt. He shook out his pelt as carefully as he could to not disturb the blades of grass and then let out a deep breath that he had began holding in. One paw in front of the other, he began the... second(?) step of hunting: stalking. All that was left to do was... DAMN IT! He had accidentally stepped on a twig that had blended into the dirt on the forest floor. Y'know it's times like these I hate my horrid eyesight!

He let out a snarl and chased after the squirrel, determined to catch it and drop it at his mentor's feet. After quickly analyzing the tree, Crowpaw put his toe beans into close by paw holds and leapt up the tree with ease, catching up to the squirrel quickly. He didn't even bother trying to intimidate the little squirrel, which... was apparently not so little. That's a plump one... it'll feed a couple of warriors probably.

With a satisfied laugh, the young tom jumped and snatched the little mammal out of the branch it was sitting on and right on to another tree branch. It won't support my weight for long, I'll have to get down now. The young tom huffed and began his decent, then dropping the dead squirrel at Redhawk's paws. "There, I caught it. The little tree dweller didn't stand a chance."

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