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Originally Posted by softnaps
Cricketsong perkily padded along quite a ways behind Scaleflash, humming quietly to herself. "Yeah I'm right behind ya!" She called back, speeding up a bit to meet her hunting partner. "What's the rush? We've got time." The brown molly casually looked around her to see if she could spot any prey.
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Scaleflash shuffled her foretoes anxiously as Cricketsong fell into step beside her. "Nothing's wrong," she mewed softly, her striped silver plume of a tail flipping the moisturized air. She loathed these words, though, because indeed Scaleflash was in a bit of a hurry to get this patrol over with, specifically to find this dumb old badger den.
The silver molly brought her nose up to the damp air in an effort to try and find where the den might just be located. "Be on the lookout for prey while we're at it," she suggested to Cricketsong in a low whisper, ears perking up in hopes to pick-up even the slightest of sounds. Come ln, come on - just a mouse would do, great StarClan!
There was the rippling of water. Almost at once Scaleflash whipped her head around to face a glittering blue pond; a fat, furry brown figure was scurrying around the base of a lush green leaf. Ooh, a watervole.
Sliding out her pearly claws, Scaleflash dropped into a neat hunter's crouch, haunches waggling in an intent preparation to pounce. Then, desperate as a speeding hare the warrior launched herself forward and after the tiny creature. A forepaw skidded across the water as she lashed out with a frontal limb, claws unsheathed and jaws snapping ravenously; the vole let out a single squeak of fear as Scaleflash's teeth pierced and ripped into its short spine. "Got it!" the tabby growled.