This Must Be New -:CLOSED:-

Vixenheart had needed some time alone for a while now. The sun was setting in the distance and the clouds in the sky were starting to blend in with the sky, but Vixenheart didn't care if it was starting to get late. She let her paws carry her where she wanted to go, but she didn't know where that was, to be honest. If she could catch some prey, she would, but all she really wanted to do was take a walk with complete silence except for the sound of the wind blowing through the tall trees, and the sound of leaves crinkling and crunching under her paws as she padded along. She paused at the sound of tiny, quick pawsteps that made small squeaking noises as it scampered along.

A mouse...

The ginger-and-white she-cat stared at the gray creature that was trying to stay alive by concealing itself in the leaves.
Not for much longer... Vixenheart thought, beginning to creep forwards. However, she was unaware of the cat that she'd be seeing shortly.

Sitting alone in the lightly wooded forest, Antdrop let out a yawn. For the past couple of sunrises he'd been working nonstop on the demolished camp and although it may have seemed boring, sitting alone was... enjoyable. His paws were soar from rebuilding dens and he was pretty sure that there were still some splinters stuck in them. Hissing at the thought of going back to the chaotic and crowded camp, the black tom clawed at the soft earth. Maybe he should do some hunting so he wouldn't look like a total slacker.

Standing up, the tom sniffed around. Soon enough, the scent of mouse wafted across his nose and he crouched down to see the small creature just barely visible under some leaves. You're mine! stalking forwards, Antdrop rushed towards the piece of soon to be caught prey, unaware that another cat was just beyond the little creature. Running forwards with claws extended, the mouse let out a surprised squeak and darted away. Not giving up, he pushed forward and caught sight of another cat. Vixenheart?

Unable to stop, Antdrop slammed head first into the she-cat and they both went tumbling to the ground. Dazed and unaware of what had just happened, the black cat stood up and gave his pelt a shake. "Vixenheart, are you alright?" he meowed worryingly, nudging the deputy's side and praying to StarClan that she was alright.

The mouse's quick movements just assured Vixenheart that it was still there as she crept forwards, pausing every once and a while when she heard the leaves rustling, to make sure that she hadn't of been heard. However, what she had assumed was that nobody else was here but her. Oh, well, apparently she was wrong about that. The ginger-and-white she-cat could tell that she was close when the smell of the mouse was extremely strong, but she paused a few moments as the mouse began shuffling the leaves in the spot it had been in.

One...two...thr-
"AH!"

It was almost as quick as the mouse had scampered away because of the noise. Vixenheart felt herself collapse to the ground after being ran into by a familiar black pelt. The she-cat was fine, just a bit shocked and dazed as she lifted her head slowly from the ground. She looked over at Antdrop and blinked in surprise as he began nudging her.
"I'm fine. I'm alright," Vixenheart began, rising from where she had been sprawled on the leafy ground, and shaking out her fur.
"Well, I guess you successfully caught something." The she-cat said, jokingly, trying to brighten the mood.

Relieved that she was alright and there were no hard feelings, Antdrop let out a soft sigh. Caught a bit off guard by her openness and lighthearted joke, he didn't know what to say but let out a chuckle, hoping he didn't seem rude. "Yeah. Sorry about that," he apologized with a smile. "How has hunting been for you?" Leafbare was just around the corner and he wondered how the deputy had been coping with her duties on top of rebuilding the clan.

Vixenheart didn't think that she'd have to mention that she hadn't of been planning to hunt at all, but if she had been, she would've been able to catch a lot more than one attempt to kill a mouse that had escaped.
"Actually, the mouse was the only thing I found," Vixenheart said, "But nevermind that, I'm sure that mouse wasn't the only bit of prey in the forest."
However, considering that the Clan needed all the food it could get while the camp was still being repaired from the storm, Vixenheart was inwardly criticizing herself.

Feeling bad that he'd ruined her only chance of catching prey so far, Antdrop's tail lowered. "Well, it was my fault you lost that prey, want to go hunt for some more?" Antdrop asked with a faint smile, still embarrassed from running into her. It was rare that the tom had ever admitted that something was his fault, but under the circumstances, it was the right thing to do. Besides, going on a hunt with the deputy would be nice.

Vixenheart noticed the sudden change of mood, but tried to keep on a small smile to reassure Antdrop that there were weren't any hard feelings.
"Sure!" The ginger-and-white she-cat began, "It'll be good for the Clan."
She hadn't really been able to think of a good spot to hunt ahead of time, but as they searched for one, they'd be able to find some prey on the way, as well.

Glad that everything was alright, Antdrop nodded and started padding through the forest, his mouth open for any prey. After a few moments, he spotted a sparrow in a small tree a few foxlengths away. Flicking his tail towards the bird, the warrior crouched down, and waited for Vixenheart to circle around so they could trap it. Trying not to get to excited, he kept waiting. Just a little longer... Letting out a yowl, Antdrop raced towards the tree, scaring the bird. Not able to fly away fast enough, the soon to be caught piece of prey slipped on a branch and fell out of the tree, landing with a thud on the ground. Glad that he was able to help, the black tom waited for the deputy to snatch the bird.