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Originally Posted by Ivy
Soaringcrane bent down to lick her between the ears. "That was a nice clean kill. Perfect, just like you." He added the last senetence in a murmur. "However, Crestfeather you need to watch my muscles flex." He bragged as he caught the scent of a wood mouse. He got into a hunter's crouch and crept forward, trying hard to keep his tail just a hair off the ground. Licking his lips, he sprung forward and dove paws first. The mouse let out a squeak causing a bird behind Crestpaw to fly away. The tan cat brought his kill to his mate. |
Crestfeather purred as her mate gave her a lick between the ears. She reached up to rub the crown of her head against his chin and smiled, "Thank you!" The warrior rolled her eyes at Sparingcrane's brag but watched him with admiration as he hunted. My mate is the most handsome tom in the whole forest. She purred silently to herself. The Windclan warrior watched his nest kill, but her ears perked at a sound behind her. Soaringcrane's catch had startled a bird behind her and Crestfeather twisted to leap at it. It was a sparrow and she just caught the tip of its wing. It tumbled to the ground and she sloppily stumbled to it. The molly managed to kill it before it flew away, though it put up a fight. She pinned her ears back sheepishly as she turned to face her mate, who happened to be her former mentor, with her sloppily caught bird in her jaws.