Smackdown! [open patrol]

Wolfpaw nodded at Thrushnose's sterner words. It made sense, and she wouldn't let something like this happen again. It just wasn't a good idea. Wolfpaw certainly could try thinking more often. Her ears perked up though, as Thrushnose asked if they wanted to carry it back. "I'll do it!" It didn't take her long to haul part of it onto her shoulders, leaving room if Stag wanted to help her bring it in. Just because she wanted to show off a bit, didn't mean she wanted to deny Stag the same opportunity.

Stag's eyes followed Thrushnose's pelt as she approached the raccoon, looking over it for whatever reason. He nodded when she spoke again. It wasn't often that he saw a predator on the fresh-kill pile, maybe he would try some of the raccoon later. Stag walked a few steps forward, ready to go back to camp once Thrushnose had the raccoon on her back. Then the warrior spoke again, and the apprentice's eyes lit up. He hadn't even thought of how he might look carrying a raccoon into camp. "Sure!" He followed Wolfpaw and ducked beneath the raccoon, lifting up the other side. He could already picture it now, the faces on his clanmate's faces when they see him carrying a raccoon into camp!