Hunting [open to all]

[LuMe]

D[/font]-A-I-S-Y-P-A-W[/size] -sailing away someday



"Bu-du-bup, bu-du-bup, bu-bu-du-du-bu-bu-ba-bup." Daisypaw had no idea what the words to the Twoleg song were, but the tune was darn catchy. She hummed the cheery jingle as she bounced along the dusty path, a nice juicy mouse in her jaws. The sun shone brightly through the trees, and she had fresh kill that looked more like a marmit than a mouse. Huge thing had been too fat to get away from me, she thought smugly. She was feeling rather giddy, and became even more so when she heard her leader's voice. She especially wanted to let him see the ginormous mouse. Skipping faster, if a bit awkwardly, she made her way to where Ravenstar was standing. He was staring off into the trees as if looking after something, but she didn't question it and instead dropped the mouse to convey a greeting."Hi there, Ravenstar! Are you hunting, too? Oh, look at the size of this mouse. They're getting lazy and it's easy to catch them."[/size][/color]

[Dreams]

Ravenstar

Ravenstar could taste his prey through his mouth and it tempted him. However, he was too good of a leader to sink his teeth in. He knew to feed the Clan first and besides, he wasn't that hungry to begin with. It was just the smell of the blood and meat that tickled the smelling organ at the roof of his mouth... and his tongue could taste the wild, wiry taste of the bird.

"Hi there, Ravenstar!" The black cat's ears perked and he looked over to see Daisypaw, a mouse at her feet. He blinked in approval and sat down, dropping the bird at his own feet to reply. "Hello, Daisypaw,"

[/color] he meowed lightly, not in the friendliest tone but anyone who knew Ravenstar knew not to take it personally; it's just how he talked. He grunted in amusement, the noise rumbling in his chest like a deep echo in a cave. "Very nice. You should be proud."[/color] He nodded to her, showing he was not being sarcastic and mean.
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