Ravenheart
ShadowClan
they/them | 23 moons
[Small black cat with green eyes and a tuft of white chest fur]
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Ravenheart listened with half an ear as Hillstrider talked with his apprentice. It seemed to come easily to him, guidance and wisdom.
It can for me, too, they thought, shaking the doubts from their mind. They were a Shadowclan warrior. They were worth their title, Starclan willing, and they were going to prove it time and time again. This was just the start.
For now, it was time to hunt.
A frog croaked a few paces away, and Ravenheart immediately dropped into a crouch. They made themself still, not even a whisker's twitch would escape them. The frog's scent filled their nostrils, moist and earthy. In position... wait.... and pounce!
Ravenheart caught the frog in their jaws and killed it with a swift, merciless bite.
[Ravenheart gained +1 frog!]
They buried it quickly, searching about for their next bit of prey. It was soothing, being out in the wilderness, outside of camp. Camp was home, but even the walls of home could suffocate.
[1/5 carrying capacity filled]