A Patrol of She-cats (CLOSED)

Hailsong sighed as she walked with her head a little lower. From the corner of her yellowish green eyes, she glanced at the two older she-cats that were coming with her. She thought that they should be the ones leading the patrol and not her but her father's command made her took that responsibility. Why? She didn't truly understand what was Jaystream trying to get with this. Giving her privileges over other clanmates who were clearly more experienced than her? She didn't want that. The reason why she became a warrior was to shine on her own... to be respected by her clan because of her own achievements and abilities... not because the deputy gave her leader's duties such as leading patrols or having an apprentice to take care of. What was the point of trying so hard if he kept getting into her life like that? She loved him but what he was doing was only giving the she-cat more struggles.

"Okay... I think we can hunt over here." The calico she-cat stopped walking and she looked at the other warriors, announcing the start of the patrol. She wasn't exactly the talkative type so she walked away, searching for prey.

Upon Hailsong's decision to stop, Finchstream came to a halt alongside the other two she-cats in the patrol and nodded agreement.  Though she was the oldest in this patrol, she didn't mind at all being the follower rather than the leader; and she could tell that the same probably went for Hailsong.  Flashing the dilute torbie she-cat a casual smile, the petite molly purred; "I'm going to look in the reeds."  Though they were fairly close to the stream, the silver warrior was going to try hunting land prey...StarClan be with her.  She had always had the most trouble with hunting furred and feathered creatures since they bled more than fish and frogs did; she was determined though to overcome her fear, and this was a necessary step.

Padding cautiously through the growing reeds along the riverbank, Finchstream pricked her ears.  The sound of a small, but heavy, body landing abruptly had alerted her to a nearby frog's presence.  She crouched down slightly but kept her paws light and ready.  She remembered when Fishstar had taken her frog hunting during her apprentice training; she summoned the memory of those skills, narrowed her eyes, and leaped!  Landing squarely on the frog's back, she pinned it to the ground with a firm front paw and took its neck in her jaws.  She felt bile rising in her stomach but managed to push it down as she killed the creature with a sharp jerk of her head.  It wasn't exactly what she was looking for, but she wasn't complaining!  Stashing it in a thick clump of grass, she turned to see how her fellow patrol-mates were getting on.

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 1

Ravenflight halted with the other two she-cats. She gave a soft nod before turning towards the stream in search of fresh-kill. She trotted gently along the sunlit riverbank, careful not to disturb any potential prey that could be passing by. After a few moments, she settled on the edge of the bank, checking twice to make sure her shadow wasn't on the water. A flash of silvery scales caught her eye, and she dashed her paw through the icy water. "Gotcha!" she hissed triumphantly. She flipped the slimy fish onto the ground beside her, stopping its desperate flopping movements with a quick blow. She tucked it carefully behind some nearby reeds, swiveling her head in search of her next quarry.

Le membre 'Ruskavelle' a effectué l'action suivante : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 6

Hailsong barely glanced at the other two she-cats catching successful her own fresh-kills. It was good for the clan to have more food and she couldn't be wasting her time doing anything when her other two clanmates already found something.

She followed the scent and the footprints of a water rodent when, by a matter of luck, she saw how a raven landed on a rock next to the river, unaware of her existence. Hailsong couldn't lose an opportunity so she used the hunting crouch and approached her objective slowly, carefully, making sure to not be too loud or to raise her tail too much. When she was close enough, the warrior prepared her back legs and, in a heartbeat, she leapt for the black bird. The young warrior caught it in the middle of the flight, closing her jaws around its body. The bird's wings moved for a few seconds as it struggled before going numb.

Hailsong purred delighted and returned where she started, leaving her fresh-kill in a safe spot.

The member 'Jay Bird' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 4