[Dirtfur]

Originally Posted by Pepperkins

The grey molly didn't even look up from what she was doing but just flicked a tail over to a dirt pile and the creature laying next to it. She didn't really have to say anything because she should have gotten the message as soon as he saw the mouse next to her kill. As for her tracing session, she was having no luck whatsoever. Frowning frustratedly, she looked up finally, trying to find anything to help the situation. At one point she came across a tree and started to have a sneezing fit as something fell off it's branches. On her nose was a small piece of fur. Completely ignoring the fact that she had porbably scared away a good catch somewhere, she swiped it off her nose with a claw and padded over to show him."Seems Riverclanbhas had a couple of helping hands with hunting recently," she hissed irritatedly. This was supposed to be a fun outing, now look what it was!

Dirtfur kinked an invisible eyebrow at the dirt pile and the dead mouse beside. He slightly giggled seeing the young molly squeezing and having pieces of fur on her nose. finally, the gray and white warrior explained. "Hmm," the brown tabby looked back at the dead mouse. Now hearing it, the fresh-kill does seems like no warrior, but a rogue, had taken the mouse's life. "Helping hands that Lionstar won't like," he joked. "I'll report him of the rogue, now is time to take back the fresh-kill to camp." Dirtfur meowed, picking up his catch.