ThunderClan Territory

[Frozen Reign]

@Mia
Blueface mrrowed with laugher too.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing," he mewed, "okay, I'll catch it."
Blueface dropped into a hunting crouch coming level with the squirrel. he pounced, and landed on the squirrel. he nipped it quickly.
"not bad, hunting a squirrel with a mouse hunting tequnice," Blueface mewed with an edge of laughter in his voice.

[Mia]

@Warriorfan09
Meadowvalley's green eyes shone warmly looking towards Blueface. She watched as Blueface caught the squirrel in a mouse hunting technique. Her eyes widened with surprise. "Wow, nice catch," she meowed padding over to him. "I've never seen any cat catch a squirrel with a mouse hunting technique." Meadowvalley gave him an affectionate lick on his cheek.

[Frozen Reign]

@Mia
"I don't know, I guess I just forgot it was a squirrel for a second," Blueface mewed, [blushing](can cats blush?)after Meadowvalley had licked him. in truth he had been well aware of the fact that he had been hunting a squirrel, but something told him that he wanted to hunt it the other way. besides, it had impressed Meadowvalley, which was more than he could ask for.
[IDK why I had him hunt a squirrel with a mouse hunting technique. I kinda just forgot that it was a squirrel he was hunting. guess a bit of side effects from the first hunting trip they went on.]
"I'm not sure if I could do it again," he joked, looking Meadowvalley straight in the eye. he looked away, hoping not to look too creepy.

[Mia]

@Warriorfan09
(Cats can't blush but it's fine with me if you say Blueface blushes).
Meadowvalley could tell Blueface was blushing.
(Lol.)
Meadowvalley knew Blueface caught her eye's for a second then he looked away. She did a little smile toward him. (cats can't smile but I just said it anyway). "Come on, handsome. Let's go catch some more prey." She meowed, then flicked her tail softly on his left ear.

[k!ngk3s]

[ @Larkstripe ]

Fireleaf walked throughout the territory. He grinned and laid out in the sun. It was a warm day, he could lay here for a while. He heard rustling in the bushes, but that was normal for a regular day. "It's a nice day today. I'll sleep here, I don't think anyone would mind. " He yawned, and closed his eyes.

[Frozen Reign]

@Mia[sometimes I swear I see my cat smile or frown so, yeah.]
"alright," blueface mewed,"I think there's a good vole hunting spot this way." he led Meadowvalley to a clump of ferns next to a bubbling stream. he scented the air. sure enough, there was vole scent in the air.

[Mia]

@Warriorfan09
"Ok," Meadowvalley meowed then followed Blueface. She looked at the stream then scented the air and followed the scent of vole. She spotted a plump vole, crouched down then leaped and landed right on it, killing it with a quick nip. She picked it up in her jaws and looked at Blueface.

[ghostwriter]

@Christmassy Bumblebee

Fortune crept through the tangles of ivy and briars, her pale green eyes glinting warily from the undergrowth. She emerged, with a large blackbird clasped between her jaws, it’s feathers twisted and broken from the killing pounce. She froze, however, when noticed what was clearly a Clan cat lounging in the clearing. She flattened her ears in distaste, and attempted to slip back into the shelter of the undergrowth with her catch.

[Rani]

Gravehound padded through the territory, silent as a ghost. The mute cat generally went through life being as loud as possible, hard steps and marching and what little exclamations his warped throat could produce making up for the lack of everything else. A desperate bid to be noticed, to not be forgotten, to make sure he wouldnt fade away even among the others in his clan. But here he was different. Out alone amongst the trees, alone and on the hunt, he lived up to his name. A hunting dog as quiet as the grave.

Perhaps earlier when he set out he'd planned to be hunting prey, but the plan had changed when he found the blood. A drop of blood and the smell of cat at the border, and now he was hunting cat. But as he followed the vague scent trail his dogged determination waned and turned to horrified concern. This was a kit by the vague milky tinge to the scent and a terrified one to boot from the sour undercurrent. And then there was the blood... What had happened to this child to cause this, and who could be heartless enough to do it. He, he needed to find that child to take them somewhere safe, Gravehound didnt care if they had a home before this is couldn't be one that deserved them.

Then he found the tag. There, there was so much blood surrounding the branch and the warriors blood went cold with terror at what must've occurred here. At least he knew who was responsible for this now, twolegs, but it hardly soothed him now that he knew he couldnt pay the kits tormenters back in kind for their misdeeds. It was time to find the kit, now, no more delays.

The quiet cry broke the toms heart as he peered around a tree to spot the little grey thing curled against a tree. Stepping harder and more audibly so he didnt startle the little thing Gravehound stepped out from around the tree trying his best to be as non threatening as possible. He approached slowly giving a soft hesitant smile to the kit as he reached out a soft paw in offering, unwilling to push his presence on one hurt so badly. The warrior knew better than most there was no helping someone if they didn't want to be helped and it would be the childs decision if he wanted to put his trust in a warrior he'd never met before. Gravehound could make the decision easier for him though. The warrior was already fairly soft looking, long fur and curled back ears giving him an almost teddy bearish appearance but the kind grin and small vibrations from his silent purr shaking his whiskers only made him look more so. He couldnt reassure the kit in any way they'd understand but he partially flopped over, exposing a soft side for the little thing to curl into if he was brave enough to accept the offered paw, waiting patiently for a response.

@Mumble

[k!ngk3s]

Originally Posted by Larkstripe

@Christmassy Bumblebee

Fortune crept through the tangles of ivy and briars, her pale green eyes glinting warily from the undergrowth. She emerged, with a large blackbird clasped between her jaws, it’s feathers twisted and broken from the killing pounce. She froze, however, when noticed what was clearly a Clan cat lounging in the clearing. She flattened her ears in distaste, and attempted to slip back into the shelter of the undergrowth with her catch.

“Who...?" Fireleaf woke up. He looked around the territoy, trying to find out what woke him up
He looked in a few bushs, and saw the cat. He looked at the cat, trying to figure out what to do.