
January 21st, 2021, 11:40 AM
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Re: Fisher's Point
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Originally Posted by gs29513
Glad that the other tom had taken no offence at his question, Pit mewed quickly I'm going to do some hunting first if that's alright with you. My mate's having kits soon, and I want us to have plenty of prey. Moving a few foxlengths away, he dropped into a crouch to pursue a squirrel that was gnawing on a nut nearby. After a few more light steps, he was close enough to leap for the prey, catching it neatly in his claws. It wasn't the plumpest, but it would certainly fill a belly, along with the mouse. He was turning to leave when he heard a strange, harsh squawking. Moving somewhat hesitantly towards it, the tom realized it was a blackbird, caught in some Twoleg strings. He moved cautiously towards it, before scaling the strings that sagged scarily under his weight. Just as he was about to reach it, the strings collapsed, taking him and the bird with it. Scrambling to his feet, the bird was still trapped, and he killed it quickly before moving to bring all the prey back towards the cat. We can head back now. he mewed, before realizing he didn't know this tom's name. What's your name? I'm Pit.
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A-aspen its n-nice t-to me-meet you p-pit he said, he had also did some hunting though he didnt really need it, it was a gift he only needed one mouse so w-whats your m-mates n-name?
(i posted the starter for the plot)
Last edited by Jade13; January 21st, 2021 at 11:41 AM.
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