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After Sunset Grove, Leechscar began the trek to his least favorite place. He wasn't sure when he started noticing he could do this, but he could scent the water before they reached the area. It was probably more a Riverclan thing than WindClan, but if one breathed in just right and focused it wasn't that hard to pick up the scent of water.
The huge crashing waterfall was heard well before they reached the falls, and the sound on grew louder and louder the closer he brought them. Leechscar tended to stay away from Twilight Falls, for no reason other than the loudness of it. It wasn't a very good place to hunt prey and Leechscar was no fisher.
"This is Twilight Falls," Leechscar meowed, turning his head to look over at Silverpaw. "It's not the best for hunting land prey, but those who are good in the water will find an abundance of fish. I doubt we'd use this chunk of territory much outside of a drinking source." Leechscar said. He eyed the huge waterfall with a hint of distaste and then looked back over at Silverpaw.
It didn't take too long to get to Twilight Falls, and Fallownose nodded his head in confirmation to Foxpaw's words. "Foxpaw is right, Lilacpaw. It's just the waterfall, so there's no need to worry. As for hunting, this will be Lilacpaw's first time so I will be teaching her how to hunt. You and Foxpaw are welcome to hunt alone or together, or even with us."
He gave them a moment to decide what to do before jerking his head in a motion for Lilacpaw to follow him. "Hunting in the snow is always tricky as it's harder to make sure you don't make noise. Go ahead and show me what you think a hunting crouch should look like, and I'll correct you. Then you can try to find some prey."
Foxpaw nodded. She thought she smelled a mouse so she entered the hunting crouch, her severely twisted hind leg held just off of the ground. Once she thought that she was near enough she pounced. Able to land on the mouse, she bit in on the neck and went searching for some more prey. @Dust @Shade @Lillith
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Rookscreech distanced herself a little ways away from the others and swivelled her ears around, trying to pick up on sounds. She had a phenomenal hearing that surpassed her sense of smell so she tended to prioritise it. There were several birds somewhere, she just needed to find one closer yo the ground.
Glancing back and forth between the two patrol members, who seemed to go off quickly to do their own thing, Lilacpaw peered only a moment longer. For some reason, she had expected both of them to watch her amazing learning session, so she was... slightly disappointed. But, it was quickly replaced with excitement as Fallownose instructed her to show her best hunting crouch,
"Likeeeeee.... thisssss?" She meowed pensively as she crouched down into a... well, it was a half-way decent hunting crouch. Her rump was raised slightly too high, and her paws weren't spread far enough apart, but it was a good first attempt! At least, she thought so. After all, she was just copying what she had seen done before.
Her ears perked the moment she heard the rushing of water, eyes already looking for the source. It was quite unmistakable, the waterfall, and she had to presume this landmark was named after the leader. Though it was loud, Silverpaw found the sight quite impressive... If a little pretty, and she had a difficult time pulling her eyes away from the waterfall. But she did when Leechscar turned to her, meeting his gaze. She had to appreciate him being so thorough in his explanations, though some of his words reminded her of... Weaselskip. Why must she always invade her mind? The molly had meant teach her how to swim once, that never happened of course. Unfortunate.
Glancing back and forth between the two patrol members, who seemed to go off quickly to do their own thing, Lilacpaw peered only a moment longer. For some reason, she had expected both of them to watch her amazing learning session, so she was... slightly disappointed. But, it was quickly replaced with excitement as Fallownose instructed her to show her best hunting crouch,
"Likeeeeee.... thisssss?" She meowed pensively as she crouched down into a... well, it was a half-way decent hunting crouch. Her rump was raised slightly too high, and her paws weren't spread far enough apart, but it was a good first attempt! At least, she thought so. After all, she was just copying what she had seen done before.
"Close," he responded with a smile, reaching out with a forepaw to gently push down on Lilacpaw's back to get her to lower her butt before moving on to correct her forepaws. "This should feel better, and it will help you sneak up on prey to get close enough to pounce. Birds, mice, voles, and such will dart into a hole before you manage to catch them unlike rabbits."
Fallownose lifted his head and parted his jaws to scent the air. While it was cold, he could smell the faint trace of a mouse. It had probably left it's burrow to try to find what slim food it could. "I smell a mouse. Go ahead and try to track and catch it. Don't worry if you mess up, there will be plenty more chances." Even if Lilacpaw missed this one, Fallownose could always come back by himself to try to find more prey. He didn't want her worrying about it being leaf-bare and having that affect her attempt.
@Shade. @Katiethewolfchild [so sorry for the delay, been having some issues lately. no need for y'all to respond, I can mark this as discontinued and put the prey already caught on the pile]
Impatience clung to Batglare like a second pelt. When neither apprentice showed up, Batglare decided to head out with Thundersnow. If one of the paws wanted to tag along they could catch up. The journey to the Falls was done in silence as the patrol leader wasn't one for engaging in senseless chatter.
Upon reaching the landmark, an unsuspected sight greeted the huge brown and white senior. The calico pelt of a tabby warrior. Gingersplash? "Watch yourselves," Batglare growled as he prowled closer to the deceased warrior, yellow-green eyes looking at the injury that caused her death. "Whatever killed her could still be around here." He warns, sniffing at the body for a moment.
The area smelt mostly of water, but on the she-cat's body, he could smell the disgusting odor that resembled that of a skunk, but not quite it. It was a disgusting musk that had the patrol leader's fur bristling, mind straining to place the reek. The roar of the falls drowned out the majority of the sounds around him, otherwise, he might have heard the critter darting out like a bolt of dark brown lighting to latch onto his low-hanging tail.
He whipped around, front claws hooking into a furry body, and yawnked the critter. The dark brown body and the disgusting odor emitted quickly jogged the the older cat's memory. Minks. He's wrestled with a few during his time, nasty critters that could and would bring down full grown cats. Batglare was barely able to let out a warning snarling before second mink flung itself at him.
It tore straight into his flank with its teeth, and gripped harshly with it small talons. Out of the waters and seemingly out of nowhere, more and more minks flooded the area. Hissing, scratching, puffing out their fur, ready to attack. They were suddenly surrounded by a pack of extremely aggressive minks. Wonderful. At least they knew what killed Gingersplash know.
Tearing off the mink on his flank, leaving a painful gash, he hissed loudly. "Stay close, don't let them overwhelm you." He warned, darting forward and swinging his claws at some bolder minks that went after Gingersplash's body.
Thundersnow [ @Marigoldwhisper ] | Whisperingpaw [ @ChaosBringer. ] Gingersplash [ @paris ] (Figured we'll grab her since we're here anyway. )
Impatience clung to Batglare like a second pelt. When neither apprentice showed up, Batglare decided to head out with Thundersnow. If one of the paws wanted to tag along they could catch up. The journey to the Falls was done in silence as the patrol leader wasn't one for engaging in senseless chatter.
Upon reaching the landmark, an unsuspected sight greeted the huge brown and white senior. The calico pelt of a tabby warrior. Gingersplash? "Watch yourselves," Batglare growled as he prowled closer to the deceased warrior, yellow-green eyes looking at the injury that caused her death. "Whatever killed her could still be around here." He warns, sniffing at the body for a moment.
The area smelt mostly of water, but on the she-cat's body, he could smell the disgusting odor that resembled that of a skunk, but not quite it. It was a disgusting musk that had the patrol leader's fur bristling, mind straining to place the reek. The roar of the falls drowned out the majority of the sounds around him, otherwise, he might have heard the critter darting out like a bolt of dark brown lighting to latch onto his low-hanging tail.
He whipped around, front claws hooking into a furry body, and yawnked the critter. The dark brown body and the disgusting odor emitted quickly jogged the the older cat's memory. Minks. He's wrestled with a few during his time, nasty critters that could and would bring down full grown cats. Batglare was barely able to let out a warning snarling before second mink flung itself at him.
It tore straight into his flank with its teeth, and gripped harshly with it small talons. Out of the waters and seemingly out of nowhere, more and more minks flooded the area. Hissing, scratching, puffing out their fur, ready to attack. They were suddenly surrounded by a pack of extremely aggressive minks. Wonderful. At least they knew what killed Gingersplash know.
Tearing off the mink on his flank, leaving a painful gash, he hissed loudly. "Stay close, don't let them overwhelm you." He warned, darting forward and swinging his claws at some bolder minks that went after Gingersplash's body.
Thundersnow [ @Marigoldwhisper ] | Whisperingpaw [ @ChaosBringer. ] Gingersplash [ @paris ] (Figured we'll grab her since we're here anyway. )
A look of light horror echoed across his features, his hazel eyes wandering to the dead ginger she-cat. Regardless of who this cat might've been before her life was so aggressively torn away from her, Thundersnow still paused to pay his respects, dipping a respectable head of acknowledgement to them. May your journey be painless, may your legacy live on.
Scooting closer to Batglare, he began cautiously looking for any possible exits (just in case), or a pattern of attack of some sorts among these awfully smelling creatures. He did indeed find exits, but they'd probably have to fight their way out regardless.
Minks were running ravid along the falls, the once hopefully peaceful place now overrun with problems. Deadly problems.
Speaking of deadly...
His perked ears turned to listen behind him. Swift claws sliced across rocks and onto his hind legs, raking into them like knives.
Thundersnow swallowed a yowl, his hind legs still and dripping with scarlet.
He wasn't sure how to fight these things, he'd only ever heard of them. But if he wanted to get him and Batglare out here alive and victorious, he'd have to figure it out, and fast.
He slammed his back leg into a jagged rock, pain shocking through him. The creature stilled, but still held on tightly. Thundersnow swiped a claw at its beady eyes. The mink recoiled in pain, quivering from its newly blinded eye and fresh wound.
They were both hurt. How in the world was Thundersnow supposed to get around now? He wavered slightly before regaining his balance, taking a few more steps towards Batglare, his back arched.
Re: Twilight Falls
Re: Twilight Falls
