OOC: Got it, sorry that it took me this long to post.
Owlpaw took a deep breath as he followed the scent to the closest piece of prey. His ears kept moving, trying to catch even the softest sound around him, not wanting to get surprised. He felt his heart beating quickly against his chest as quick flashbacks of his hunting training with Amberclaw interrupted his vision. He was strong and none could deny that, but what he had in surplus on that area was exactly what he lacked on agility and speed. He would need to use his head if he wanted to come out successful, as brute strength wouldn’t be enough.
His nose lead him to a small pond where a toad could be seen relaxing on the shore of the tiny body of water. This made things tricky, as he didn’t want the amphibian to jump inside the water and escape from his grasp. Using the shadows and the somewhat tall grass that surrounded the pond he got as close to it as he could without being noticed, quickly building a plan inside his head.
As quickly as he could, and predicting the toad’s instinctive reaction of trying to look for cover underwater, he pounced on the amphibian, a strong paw hitting it alongside mud and water, throwing the now slightly stunned animal to the mud surrounding the pond. Taking the chance and not caring at all about his now soaked and mud covered paw, Owlpaw rushed to where it fell and killed it with a strong bite. Toads weren’t his favorite kind of prey, but it had to count, right?
He buried the toad on a place he knew he would remember to come back for it later, allowing his nose and ears to guide him once more. It didn’t took him long enough to find a lizard still on a small log located right on one of the sunny spots that could be found here and there through the clan’s territory and he couldn’t help but thank the Dark Forest that his assessment was during Greenleaf and not during any other season, as the bigger amount of prey was definitely helping him.
Crouching, Owlpaw got closer to the sunny spot where the lizard was resting, the sticky mud under his paws not making a sound to alert the small creature of his presence. This time, instead of attacking the lizard itself, he hit the small log with enough strength to send it spinning. He knew better than just directly attack the prey that moved a lot faster than him and that also was on an advantageous position. When the log hit the ground, the animal that once had been resting on it was far too disoriented to run away in time, meeting its end between Owlpaw’s strong jaws.
Two down, one more to go.
After returning where the toad was and burying the lizard with it he resumed his quest, wondering what he would find this time. He was fairly surprised when he saw a small vole looking for food between the plants scattered across the mud. Using the wind and knowledge of the territory, he got closer and closer to the small rodent before springing into action. This time he was forced to chase the small rodent, but what at the beginning seemed to be a persecution that was doomed from the very beginning thanks to the impatience of the apprentice soon turned out to be a deadly trap. Owlpaw had been leading the rodent to a dead end, bordered by water, rocks and sticky deep mud that hindered their movements. He, however, was used to this kind of tricy terrain and didn’t took long for him to finally reach and kill the vole.
He stood still, panting heavily for a couple of seconds, that chase had taken a heavy toll on his energies, even if in the end the card hidden under his sleeved had proven to be really effective. Once he recovered his breath he picked up the vole and went to where his other two pieces of prey were located, unburying them before looking around for his mentor.
“Amberclaw? Is this enough?” Owlpaw really hoped that the answer would be a positive one.
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Stormkit
Windclan
Kit
[10HP || 30SP]
