intro to hunting 301 [closed for cocoa]

Stoatfur wasn't sure why this was one of his favorite hunting grounds, other than the fact that it proposed a rather thrilling challenge. Here, a cat could truly learn how to hunt and fight. Snakes twisted through the foliage, often angry and under foot. The brown and white warrior had lead his newly named apprentice here. Along the way he had chattered on about the duties of a warrior, the downside of the honor, and even the code. It would have been easy to conclude that the tom liked to hear himself talk. While this was partially the case, he also did have the genuine desire to pass along all the knowledge he possessed, perhaps even in a more honest way than others by notating the long days and the grueling patrols in the rain.

"Now, listen up, Pricklepaw. If you're not careful, the adders will send you to Dovefrost's den. They're quicker than any cat and their bite is nasty too. If you learn to dodge an adder, enemies will be no problem. But we're not here to fight. Instead, today is all about hunting. Think of the adders as merely an obstacle." There was a flicker of a grin that crossed his maw. Some cats might have looked at him like he was crazy, and maybe he was. But having Pricklepaw practice the same crouch for the whole day would only bore them both, and was far less practical than learning by doing it himself.


"Watch me." Parting his maw, Stoatfur drank in the air, scenting for anything nearby. The air was rather stale and didn't betray much of anything other than the mild scent of fresh vole. It was close. Amber eyes sought the creature and he darted away to creep after it with light pawsteps. Once in range, he pulled of a flawless hunting crouch and closed the gap before pouncing. Sharp claws pierced the little rodent's throat, cutting any attempt at crying out a warning to other nearby prey. Pleased with the perfect demonstration, the tom trotted back to his apprentice, "Now, show me what you can do."

Stoatfur tried to catch a vole, it was successful! [-3sp]

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 1

Although Pricklepaw preferred to listen to himself talk over any other noise, he had to admit that listening to Stoatfur was proving interesting, at least. He hadn’t been expecting to go to the aptly (if unimaginatively) named Snakerocks. Snakes? Adders? Couldn’t that be dangerous? (To other cats of course, not him. Right?) Stoatfur’s voice changed tones, and he flicked his tail to show he was listening. It was interesting, how Stoatfur thought of things he’d never think of he hadn’t thought of yet. Dodging adders… although rather… dangerous… it’d be effective.

He’d decided, then and there, that he would listen to Stoatfur. He seemed a good mentor. And Pricklepaw did need somecat to watch, to imitate, so he could be the best. The older tom’s crouch seemed flawless to Pricklepaw’s wide eyes, and it was no surprise that he speedily caught the vole he was after. Stoatfur’s question flustered him a bit, but he was determined to show his mentor what he could do. He’d honed his skills on his siblings in the nursery. He’d always trounced them, he could do this. With an affirmative flick of his tail, he opened his mouth, trying to catch the scent of prey. A familiar scent wafted past his nose, something he’d eaten before… squirrel. He dropped to his best imitation of Stoatfur’s crouch and stalked towards where he could just glimpse a bushy tail.

Suddenly, he surged forwards, pinning the bushy tail beneath his paws and biting the base of its neck. He took a step back in surprised pride. His first catch… his crouch had been very good for an apprentice on their first hunt… he picked it up and trotted back to his mentor. “My first catch!” he laid it down with a rush of pride. He could do this. He could do anything.

Pricklepaw attempted to catch a squirrel, catch was successful.

(Dice b/c I forgot)

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 2