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Originally Posted by Opal
"Yea, I know a few." He, said snorting slightly at the end, knowing that had been the understatement of the season. In truth, he knew alot more than a 'few' but, Nimblewhisker had never been much of a bragger and he didn't plan on starting now. Not that there was a lot to brag about seeing that (in his eyes at least) anyone could learn bird names if they really wanted to. Which most cats sadly didn't with Nimblewhisker being one of the few self-proclaimed 'bird nerds' in the clan.
"Now let's getting moving before we miss our chance to catch one!" He exclaimed excitement flickering through his pelt like wildfire. Bohemian waxwings were one of his favorite prey items and the prospect of catching one was throwing him into a frenzy. |
At his little snort, Snailflower let out a cheeky laugh, a few, more than she knew a least. Though she had been moving along at a trot, her paws moving in a steady beat, she nearly lost her footing when Nimbleflower suddenly burst forward, taking off like a fire had been lit under him.
"Oh jeez," she grinned before picking up speed herself. She definitely wasn't the fastest cat, but she did grow up in WindClan and that counted for something when speed was concerned. Pawfuls of snow flew out from behind her with each bound and she eventually caught up with Nimbleflower as they got closer to the treeline. She could see the excited glint in his eye, how eager he was to get a hold of some waxwings.
Not exactly sure how to begin, she tried to ease her pace so that she wasn't making as much noise and looked a bird who might be easier to catch. The waxwings were occupied, feasting on dried up, wrinkly crab-apples.