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Originally Posted by blue jellie
A small pick of sympathy clouded her senses for a moment, and she attempted to block Vixenpaw's path. She knew how it felt to lose a catch and then have no scents follow it. But no, this was just an act of anger. "You aren't giving up, mouse-brain! It's as simple as trying another spot." She swept her tail in the direction of a mossy oak nearby. "There are plenty of options beneath the tree on the other side of the training hollow. Most of the sound will have been blocked off and the ground beneath the oak is covered with nuts." |
As Featherfur stepped in front of her, The thought of just bolting for camp crossed the young shecats mind. But she was sure the warrior would catch her, and not only would she be in trouble but filthy from the chase and being caught. Her mentor went on to explain where they were hunting next, and she gave a breathy sigh. “Fine,” she huffed, walking in that direction. Her tail and head drooping as she marched.