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Originally Posted by Fuzzyfeline
@The Cannibal
Maybe this wouldn't be to bad. The two warriors didn't seem bad. Yet she felt weird being with one RiverClan warrior and one SkyClan warrior. Slowly following the two warriors into the territory she hasn't been put much lately. Ears twitching Riverpaw kind of got lost in her own thoughts not quite listening.
The word dog caught her attention and she fluffed up thinking Eagleflight was talking about a dog then. After sniffing the air the smell silver molly ended up not with embarrassment. There's no dog, he was talking pass tent. River realized. Lowering her head again she kept walking watching the warriors' paws.
When Eagleflight stopped briefly the molly almost walked into Barbedfall, before quickly stepping back. he didn't even fully stop. Looking a little more alert Riverpaw continued walkin. Hunt up steam? As long as they weren't going to run into dogs she was fine. "Your the warriors." She meowed hesitantly.
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@~Silverkit~
Feeling a bit less nervous then the last hunting patrol Riverpaw gave Moonstream a respectful dip of her head in greeting. At least this time she was with two RiverClan cats. Though she still didn't know them well. Following along silently she tried to stay focused which was hard for her. She had no idea how to get where they were going. In the eleven moons she was alive she'd been to one gathering. She was fine with that too! That gathering almost gave her a panic attack. It was chaotic.
At Eagleflights mention of predictor she paused a moment. "W..wiat, what type of predictors?" She asked nervously. This didn't sound good. She wasn't good at fighting! What if it was a fox? Or worse a badger?! This was bad. She wasn't trained in fighting very much. Her mentors kept leaving her! Now nervous and deep in thought River was slightly bristled as she walked.
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The Cannibal
Eagleflight was quiet for much of their walk, occasionally glancing back to make sure that Riverpaw was keeping up fine. He was concerned for the apprentice whose life seemed to be so troublesome. She looked to be warrior-age, yet fate seemed to have been cruel to her.
He followed close to Barbedfall, striding along until he heard more clearly the familiar rush of the river. His paws tingled with excitement at the thought of sinking his claws into a big, juicy fish.
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~Silverkit~
"It's usually badgers or foxes that try to move in when we've got our backs turned," Eagleflight confirmed.
"We've just got to make ourselves known now and then to remind predators that we own this place." He felt like he could hold his own against a fox or badger at least for a little while, but he couldn't suppress a feeling of concern for Riverpaw. He knew her training had been inconsistent, and he hoped she was equipped with enough skill to assist in driving something out. With any luck, however, it wouldn't come to that. The russet-red tom sent a silent prayer to StarClan in hopes that his patrol would avoid danger.
"We may as well start here," He announced once they'd made good progress down the river. They were far past where the dog had attacked, which made him feel better.
"I keep seeing fish leap out like they're waiting for us to catch them. We'll catch what we can here and make our way further and further towards the Seastones." Looking at the rushing, bustling river, he felt confident that his clan would eat well tonight. He positioned himself at the bank of the river, raised a paw slowly, and lashed out in the blink of an eye. He snagged a decently sized fish out of the brackish water, and dispatched it with a bite as it flopped about on the ground. Covering it in sand, he went back to his position to catch another.