Tufted Feathers [Tuftpaw]

Smokefeather led the apprentice towards the beech copse with light steps, glancing back to make sure she was being followed on occasion. Tuftpaw wasn't her apprentice, technically, but she'd looked so bored sitting around camp, and Smokefeather didn't like to see bored apprentices. The fresh kill pile had looked dangerously low on edible prey, so she'd chosen to take the apprentice out hunting.

Coming to a stop as she entered the clearing between the beeches, Smokefeather turned to face Skyclan's newest apprentice.

"You've been hunting before, right?" She asked, not quite sure where the young apprentice was when it came to training. She'd been wrapped up in training her own apprentice, not to mention helping with Redfall's kits.

When asked by a warrior if she wanted to go hunting, there was little Tuftpaw could say but yes. She wanted desperately to stretch her legs and do something useful for the clan. Wasn't that why she was an apprentice in the first place? And StarClan knew, she couldn't stand being around fishbreaths for long. The scent was starting to stick to her pelt and make her reek like them.

Her thunderous paws trampled the ground behind Smokefeather, doing her best to keep a strong pace. Smokefeather didn't seem too impressed.

"Yeah, once or twice. There's not really any trees here, though, so we haven't been able to go after squirrels. Or anything besides voles and mice," she said. "I... know everyone's busy, so hunting hasn't happened much, but I swear I'm not as bad as a kit!"

"Until we're back on our own territory, the beech copse is as good as we'll get, unfortunately." Smokefeather sighed. A whole generation of Skyclanners were learning to hunt in the reeds and open, nearly-marshy areas of Riverclan territory. Smokefeather felt awful about it. There had even been kits born here, now, who had never known what Skyclan territory was like. Smokefeather had been hoping to have another litter soon, once her own kits were all warriors, but she refused to raise kits like this. They would be raised properly, in Skyclan territory, or not at all. How Wolfcall and Blossomstep could cope with having a kit in Riverclan's camp was beyond her.

Shaking her head, Smokefeather turned her attention back to the apprentice beside her.

"Alright, I'll demonstrate first, and then when you think you're ready, you can go after something as well." She said, slipping into the hunter's crouch. Smokefeather held her belly off the ground, making sure to keep her balance as her tail, back and shoulders were aligned in a straight line, careful to keep her tail still. Soon enough she spotted a small quail on the ground, and the pale tortoiseshell crept towards the bird in determined silence. She leapt forward once she was close enough, paws pinning the bird before it could flutter away. Killing it swiftly, Smokefeather turned back to the apprentice, giving the young she-cat an encouraging nod.

Smokefeather attempted to catch a bird and was successful!
197 / 200sp

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 4