Learning Skills [Mothpaw]

The member 'Meggie123' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 6

"And that's the problem with birds. They can go where we- and other prey- can't follow." Mistyfalcon sighed. "Let's try a mouse or some other rodent instead." She'd get the hang of it in time. It was only her first day out of camp, and all things considered, Mothpaw was learning despite not having caught anything. With each attempt her form improved a bit more. She'd learn from these mistakes, just as Mistyfalcon had learned from his own missed catches, and countless apprentices before them.

Mistyfalcon trailed his apprentice silently, hoping that she'd manage a catch this time.

Steadying herself Mothpaw was rather pleased that she could already hear a mouse scuttling in the needles a few feet ahead.

She leaned down into the crouch, surprised to find it was almost coming to her naturally. Obviously it wasn't perfect, but compared to earlier before the owl it was definitely better.

She moved forward at a snails pace, determined to make her kill this time.

It was almost as if her brain and thoughts had turned off, all her focus was on the small rodent ahead of her.
She was close enough now to leap for it. She played out the actions in her head. Very slightly bunch up her muscles, keep her eyes on where she wanted to land, trap the rodent with her paws, and dispatch a quick bite to the neck before it could run. Preferably before it could let off a warning signal to any other prey nearby. Not that she was sure she could hunt much longer, she was beginning to grow tired.

She leapt forward, landing directly on top of the mouse, it pinned between her forepaws. She quickly nipped its neck, though it did manage to get out a loud squeak before she did so. She sat up, the mouse dangling from her jaws and her amber eyes' glowing with pride as she looked back at her mentor. Her first kill!

Mothpaw is attempting to catch a mouse: Success!

Mothpaw
48/80 sp (51-3)

The member 'Meggie123' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 8

Mistyfalcon stopped moving as Mothpaw's attention focused on a nearby mouse. She seemed more comfortable in her crouch, though he could tell she was starting to tire as well. They'd go back to camp soon whether she wanted to continue hunting or not, he decided. An owl had been plenty of excitement for one night, and there was no reason to push their luck with some of the less pleasant things that went bump in the night.

Mothpaw finallymade a leap, and Mistyfalcon smiled as she turned back to him with the mouse dangling from her jaws.

"Well done, Mothpaw!" He mewed, padding over to the apprentice.

"We ought to start heading back to camp, now." He didn't need her dead on her paws after a few more hunting attempts, and as his gaze lifted to the sky he realized a considerable amount of time had passed since leaving camp. Mothpaw could take something from the fresh kill pile after finding something for the elders to eat, and then take time to rest. "I can carry the owl and rabbit. Come on." He added, and then turned to pick up the aforementioned prey.

With a nod at her mentor, happy to be bringing something back to camp, she trotted after him her orange tail straight in the air with pride. The mouse dangled from her jaws.