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Old February 13th, 2018, 04:51 PM
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Default Re: ThunderClan | RiverClan Border



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The pale toms ears began to ring and heat up as a wave of riverclan and thunderclan scents clashed for supremacy in his nose, a typical warning sign to go no further, yet today the shy timidness of the large tom seemed to be left in his nest this morning. His ears began to keep the burning intensity at a medium level, It was the kind of heat that tried to warn you somthing bad was going to happen or warn you of what was ahead. Though it didn't seem to waiver the progression of palethunder who kept is eyes steadily fixed on a hare. He knew what he was doing and no matter how wrong it was, he had no intention of stopping himself. Sliding forward like a snake through grass he weaves through the undergrowth ignoring the seemingly foreign terrain beneath his paws, even if had only been a few tail lengths over the scent border it felt so dangerous and exciting to him. The hare advanced a few steps still almost oblivious to the hunter prowling and stalking its every move. Copying it like a shadow he fell into pace with it and stopped when it stopped, than suddenly it reared up onto its hind legs ears high above its head and eyes widened with a sudden awareness.

He froze slinking in behind the foliage his burning blue eyes seeping through the hares fur waiting so eagerly for it to move along without complications, yet the hare was still alert waiting for something to jump out, not running like he had secretly hoped. To give chase deeper into riverclan territory would maybe have been the most exciting time of his life since treeheather. His ears pinned to the back of his neck at the mere thought of his lost companion and his lungs seemed to compress for a mere moment but returned heaving out tiny short breaths once more. It knew he was here, or perhaps it was a lucky guess there was no way of seeing into a rabbits mind and he certainly didn't care too at this point. He wanted the rush of a hunt and the success of a meal for clan mates. Or maybe that wasn't it at all. his tail gave another wave as anticipatipn built up in his throat and suddenly he couldn't hold himself here waiting for much longer. His claws slid out and his eyes narrowed into slits, the hunt is on. bursting from his hiding place in a flurry of leaves and snow exploded from beneath him as he propelled himself into the open with a howl sure enough to gather

attention from prey in the area but he didn't care. He came gliding through the air landing a mere whisker length from his target which only had a second to spin away to run before he was on its tail. Before he knew it he was charging in through a clearing right after it, claws extended, maw parted, eyes slit. And before he knew it the whole thing was all over. Between his claws was the body of his prey and between him and home was a border he would have to cross soon to hide most of his tracks. He glanced around the kill site seeing the droplets of blood splattered against the clean snow. He began to blot it out with his paws before it was a full project as he was nervously trying to cover all evidence he could.




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