RiverClan Territory

[MelonMile]

Originally Posted by Willowfern

@Cherry_Pi

Fishspeckle
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Fishspeckle sighed, perhaps he shouldn’t be too hard on Falconpaw, it was his first training session after all...
“What would you like to do?” He found himself meowing it.

"Ha ha, very funny," he said while tensing up. He glanced around thinking it might be some sort of test/

[Feathercreek]

Muffin strolled along the river, carefully avoiding any sharp rocks and thorny bushes. Her two-legs let her take a walk by herself every day, and today she chose the river bank. Little did she know that she was on Riverclan territory. She flicked some dirt off of her ear in disgust. She saw a vole scurrying past her, but she ignored it. Why eat prey when you have a bowl of food waiting at home? She pranced, swerving around bushes, her tail and head held high, the bell on her collar jingling. She accidentally tripped and fell into a puddle of mud, cursing under her breath while licking all the mud off of herself, grooming her fur until it shone with an unnatural gleam.

(OPEN FOR A RIVERCLAN CAT TO FIND HER)

[Willowfern]

@Cherry_Pi

Fishspeckle
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“No, seriously,” Fishspeckle meowed, “What would you like to do?”

[MelonMile]

Originally Posted by Willowfern

@Cherry_Pi

Fishspeckle
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“No, seriously,” Fishspeckle meowed, “What would you like to do?”

He thought for a second, "I don't know?"

[Willie Warf]

Originally Posted by Feathercreek

Muffin strolled along the river, carefully avoiding any sharp rocks and thorny bushes. Her two-legs let her take a walk by herself every day, and today she chose the river bank. Little did she know that she was on Riverclan territory. She flicked some dirt off of her ear in disgust. She saw a vole scurrying past her, but she ignored it. Why eat prey when you have a bowl of food waiting at home? She pranced, swerving around bushes, her tail and head held high, the bell on her collar jingling. She accidentally tripped and fell into a puddle of mud, cursing under her breath while licking all the mud off of herself, grooming her fur until it shone with an unnatural gleam.

(OPEN FOR A RIVERCLAN CAT TO FIND HER)

Stonefoot was taking a stroll when he smelled an intuder. He followed the scent to a kittypet. "Hello! Im sorry but im going to have to ask you to leave"

[Fae]

~foxpaw was happy to be back in action with riverclan. She had come to her senses and was happy to see everyone.~

[Willowfern]

@Cherry_Pi

Fishspeckle
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“Alright... then we’ll go through with the plan for today,” Fishspeckle meowed, “Let’s begin with basic hunting lessons.”
He dropped into a hunter’s crouch, “This,” He meowed, flattening his tail, “Is called ‘The Hunter’s Crouch’, it’s the most basic of all moves, so I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t already know it.”
After throughly exampling the move, the silver-gray tom stood up, “You try, drop into the crouch and I’ll help you get it correct.”

[Quasar]

Originally Posted by Angelique

Tinytiger moved along the territory trying to get a little bit of a breathe of air. He had needed some time alone, so he decided to take a walk. He looked on with his good eye, parting his jaws in case scents. Even if it was just prey. He was still getting used to the numb side of his muzzle where the flesh had been torn. He couldn't feel anything out of that side of his mouth. Tinytiger took another sniff and scented a strange cat scent. The tom looked at her. "May I ask what your doing on Riverclan territory?", he asked. He was being polite, but stern. He had lived as a rogue for a moon, so he had nothing against them.

// @Jackpot; \\

Elouise jumped ever-so-slightly as she heard a mew from behind her, startling her out of her thoughts. Oh, she knew she should have been more aware of the forest around her! Taking a deep breath, she slowly turned around to face the stranger. Alright, showtime "Pardon the intrusion, but I was just wondering...are the tales of the cat clans true? Ive heard an awful lot about them from my friends, so I came to see if they were real" she did her best to keep her voice steady, a slight tilt of her head following the words. The kittypet was truly quite curious about it, even if it did just seem like a story worried mothers told their kits to keep them from straying too far outside their homes.

[spade]

With things having settled down in camp, at least more so than they had before the ranks disappearance had been announced, Kestrelwing found time to slip out of camp unattended. Dramatic shifts in the thoughts that rattled around in his brain was giving him quite the headache, and the camp walls felt as if they had been closing in around him.

Normally, he would've sought out Eelsting for this, to talk it over. After all, it was their mother's voice he had been hearing, despite his non-existent belief in the stars. But his brother had been missing for almost two moons now, and Kestrelwing was beginning to lose faith that he was even coming back at all. Perhaps he had just given up as well. Turned his back on RiverClan and his own kin just like Sootflare had. The notion alone irritated Kestrelwing enough for the tom to let out a growl, swiping at the frost covered ground and sending dirt spraying around him.

He didn't want another instance of wandering so far he left the territory though, so the gray tabby refocused his attention to what was around him. Parting his jaws, he could taste the faint scent of vole, and swiveled his ears to see if he could catch the scamper of its paws. Rustling off to the side got his head to turn, and he slipped soundlessly into a crouch. He slowed his breathing down as he glided forward on quiet paws, spotting the creature unaware of his presence sitting at the base of wilted undergrowth.

There wasn't much excitement left in hunting with prey being too hungry or cold to run. Kestrelwing was easily able to overcome the small rodent with a swift bite to the neck. It was scrawny, but would do good as a topper to the prey pile. Only half of the hunting parties had returned, so Kestrelwing had taken it upon himself to do some hunting for the Clan. Someone had to keep them strong.


// @Dizerel

[Dizerel]

Junipersong was currently out on the hunt, not for any sort of prey, but for clanmates. All the recent drama and ill news had made the atmosphere dreary, and since everyone had the time to mourn, she now felt it was appropriate to start cheering things up a little. She first wanted to go out and see if anyone was outside the camp and left alone to wallow in their sorrow.

She then encountered none other than Kestrelwing. Fairly well known as being one of the grumpier cats around camp. She never had a chance to really connect with him before. This could be her opportunity! She started prancing up to him, careful not to injure her bad leg any further, and taking big, lumbering strides, her tail waving cheerfully in the air. The sunny smile on her face and her trademark look of sticking her tongue out just a little bit to try and be silly and add an air of levity.

As she got close, she saw him complete his catch. Not having realized before this that he was trying to hunt, so her big frame and merry trotting up to him probably scared most of the prey in the immediate area. "Greetings, friend! Good catch there! We need all the prey we can get during this harsh season." Approaching him and, if he allows, bowing her head down and pressing it against his side as a greeting and a friendly show of affection. "Just checking up on everyone! We have had enough heartbreak already so I wanted to make sure everyone was doing as well as they could be during these troubling times."

// @spade