Hunting Blind [OPEN]
He could feel the sun disappearing below the horizon. The hot rays of the Sun caressed his body before being whittled away by the cool winds of night. The tom cat shivered at the sudden winds. His fur still protected him from the brunt of it, allowing him to be comfortable. But he always preferred the warmth the sun gave him.
Night was nothing to him. It was cold and quiet while the day had several mice and birds milling about, making mistakes with how much noise they created.
However it wasn't lost of him in how much of an edge he had when hunting at night or in the cooler parts of the forest. Where the Sun couldn't reach him.
The tom had earned the name Void after all. He didn't understand why but he appreciated the nickname.
Void pointed his ears towards the scent of the plains, walking out ever so carefully and calmly. He didn't need his heartbeat messing with his hearing. There were many dangers at night, Void may be part of the proud species that conquered the night and its shadows, but there were others as well.
The tales of the beasts called Owls frightened him the most. And the plains was a perfect hunting ground for such a beast.
But Void was hungry...
He lowered himself closer to the ground as he pushed through the scratchy grasses. So unlike the forest grass. Yet he pushed forward, pausing as he heard a soft snap of... something...
Could it be a nesting mouse?
Void slowly turned towards the sound. Lifting one paw and then the other as he adjusted and readjusted himself and...
POUNCE!!!!
((Anyone can join, pls @/ me in replies!!!
Location: WindClan outskirts!))
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