[Mica]

 

Originally Posted by ItsATryp

The brown tom nodded when instructed to follow, lagging behind for a moment before picking up the pace and catching up to the enforcer. He didn't question where she was leading him as he wasn't in the mood for conversation. He wanted to get out and get in a kill in, without any annoyances. Luckily, Mistlewhisker was as quiet as Chestnutfeather wanted her to be, only speaking to him when necessary. It worked for him perfectly.

Chestnutfeather stopped when Mistlewhisker stopped, eyeing the alcove they were now near. He opened his mouth and drank in all the scents all around him, trying to hone in to focus on the scent of any prey. He wasn't having much luck, though, and the scent of mouse that he had finally caught on to- Mistlewhisker already snatched up. He made a sound of annoyed approval as he stood back up from his semi-crouched position, beginning an attempt to search for something else, but he noticed a change in his hunting partner's body language.

"What?" Chestnutfeather asked stupidly in response to the growl, not seeing the predator that was nearby. A wave of the scent of something filled his nostrils, and he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He was too far from Mistlewhisker to react immediately, and by the time he reached her the mink had already collided with her. Panicking but trying to keep his cool, Chestnutfeather swung his claws at the back of the mink as it was facing Mistlewhisker, causing a deep blow to it but also catching its attention in the process. He felt a strong bite on his side as the mink turned around at him and he yelped loudly, thrashing around to try to get it off of him. "Get it!" He shrieked at Mistlewhisker, attempting to reach over and claw at its head.

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 38 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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Mistlewhisker leapt out of the way as Chestnutfeather clawed the lone mink, catching its attention and recieving a bite on his side for his action. When he yelped for her to grab it off of him, Mistlewhisker dug her claws into its side, dragging it off his flank and throwing it to the ground, slashing its nose and face with sharp claw, trying to disorient it. It was too quick for her to get a good bite on it, so if she could just get it disoriented...

But the creature was still to fast, slipping away from her and shrieking hatefully before lunging at the pair again. Mistlewhisker batted it away, towards Chestnutfeather. "Try to grab it!" She ordered.