Hunting's a Breeze!

OOC: This is an open hunting RP thread for any requirements. Any and all is welcome!

Goldengale woke before the sun did, dew delicately in it's place on the gorse stalks. Padding out of her new nest in the warrior den was something she was still getting used to, and she quietly made her way over to where Cloverpaw lay. He looked so peaceful and comfortable in his slumber, seemingly not plagued by the pain that haunted his waking moments. Touching her nose gently to his ear with a quietly whispered promise of a rabbit when she returned, she padded over to wait by the entrance to camp to see who, if anyone, might want to join her for the morning, and catch the rabbits as they left their burrows for the day.

The red light of sunrise shone over Grousefrost’s pale and silver back as he padded towards the crest of the hill, where colours had yet to bathe the dip in the earth where the WindClan cats slept safely. Well, almost all the clan cats. His blue eyes settled on a golden shape sitting by the camp entrance. Her golden pelt looking brighter as the sunlight rose to cast its light on it.

All at once, he felt sorry that he didn’t have prey in his jaws. He lifted his head as he padded into the entrance with all the confidence of a young tom who had been on a normal patrol. Bits of yellow flowers, tiny pieces of branch and dirt just an average marking as he stopped and looked Goldengale.
“Good Morning Goldengale.” He meowed, his gaze turning to those their clanmates sleeping forms. He looked back at her, expression still stern, but there was light behind his eyes. “Good to see one other cat who’s efficient awake for the new day.”

A silver tabby she cat padded up to join the group. She had grown used to waking up early, as Grousefrost had embedded that trait in her over time. “What is with you and being “efficient”?” Mistypaw joked. It had seemed to her that that was the only word he held in his vocabulary, as often as her mentor used it. Mistypaw still needed to train the tom to have a little fun, and joking was a good way to do it. 

She then looked at her sister. It was weird for her, not sleeping in the same den as her sister. Mistypaw still felt guilty about missing her sister’s warrior ceremony. From what she heard, even Cloverpaw had made it. But the young she cat had let jealousy take hold of her, and she now faced the emotional consequences.

Sandpaw joined the group from behind, her tiny form starting to fill out from access to the prey of WindClan. Honestly, she had mostly been following her brother Grousefrost around but hoping he wouldn't noticed. She had missed him greatly, and despite having another brother in the clan, she felt closest to him- they had always been more close. "Grousefrost has always been weird." her light voice said with a purr, shouldering her brother as she sat down. "Now he just has a word to express it."

Just when she thought that perhaps no other cat was awake yet, approaching pawsteps turned her attention to the outskirts of the camp. Spotting none other than Grousefrost, her stomach twisted slightly in nervous anticipation as he aporoached, head held high. "Good morning, Grousefrost." She mewed warmly, dipping her head in greeting to him as her pelt grew warm meeting his gaze. Her eyes softened in response to his comment about her efficiency, and she purred. Spotting a yellow petal on his shoulders and a piece of a branch on his head, she flicked his shoulder with her tail. "You have something, here, let me get it." She leaned forward to grasp the branch with her teeth, and with a press of the nose the petal stuck to it, and she pulled away to drop the branch on the ground while the petal stayed stuck to her nose.

Before she could remove it, Mistypaw's voice broke the silence of the camp, followed by Sandpaw's. Her mind flashed with embarrassment, hopefully they hadn't seen that... "Good morning! I was planning on going hunting, do you all want to join me? The four of us would be a perfect amount, and if we hurry we can probably get out before they prey fully wakes up!" She waited for their responses before turning and padding away from camp, taking up the leading position as they made their way through the territory. Her ears were perked, eyes carefully scouring the moor ahead when a shuffling of to the side caught her attention. Freezing midstep, she turned slowly to see a hare nibbling on some clover that surrounded it. She lowered herself and took a deep breath before her hind legs pushed off, and she become one with the morning wind, true to her name. She always loved running the moors, but doing so after prey added a whole different kind of thrill to it. The hare tried to make an escape, skidding to one side at the last moment, but Goldengale had anticipated it and in mere moments the chase was over.

Picking up her kill and carrying it proudly back to the group, her eyes shone with the excitement and thrill of the chase, and she felt more awake than she had to that point. This would be a good morning.

Goldengale attempted to catch Hare. Catch was successful. -3 SP.
40/40 HP
117/120 SP

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 7

"Mind if I join you?" Elmskip's voice floated out of the warriors' den as the tom limped out into the clearing, pausing to stretch a little. "I'm up for a morning hunt. Good morning, by the way." He offered the small group a smile, nodding towards his fellow warriors Grousefrost and Goldengale. Grousefrost and he had taken a trip to the Moonstone together with Aspenheart, then a -paw, to learn about tunneling. Elmskip and Grousefrost had never spoken a whole lot but even so, he felt a sort of connection with the silver tom. Elmskip was making a real effort these days to be friendlier towards his Clanmates and although it was a little difficult at first, it was starting to come naturally to him and it made him feel better about himself. Being around friendly cats also helped.

The three-legged tom loped after the group as they set off, his eyes and ears peeled for any signs of early-morning rabbits. There was a rustling off to one side a few foxlengths away in the tall grass and he froze, dropping into a hunting crouch. The wind blew its scent his way, confirming that it was indeed a rabbit. He crept foward, prepared to break into a sprint if the prey darted away. The rabbit heard him at the last moment and bolted. Although Elmskip only had three legs, he had learned to maneuver just as well as any other cat and he took off after the rabbit with his strange gait. Once he was close enough he sprang at it with powerful legs, landing squarely on the little body with claws outstretched. One hard bite to the neck finished it off and he limped back to the group with the warm kill in his jaws.

Elmskip attempted to hunt a rabbit, using 3 SP. He was successful.

Elmskip
35/35 HP
87/90 SP (-3)

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 5

Sandpaw nodded to Goldengale and followed her onto the territory. She nodded, and followed the she-cat to the grass. It was still awkward, hunting rabbit. She hadn't told her clanmates, but she had existed mainly on kitty pet food in her time away from the clan. Even so, Sandpaw quickly picked up the habit and chased down at her first scent of prey.

Successfully, she caught her prey.

Sandpaw attempts to catch the rabbit, using -3 SP.
77/80 SP

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 3