shackled no longer [open hunting]

Sunlight shone in rays through the canopy of trees that rose above SkyClan's territory, streaming down until it warmed the ground in uneven patches of light. Redfall took a single glance at the territory out of camp and decided it was too nice a day not to hunt. Perhaps Wrenspring would want to join, as well. He imagined many cats would, with the Asylum finally being gone. Most everyone seemed worried about Bloodstrike; he didn't care all that much. Because everyone else in the Clan is related to him, he thought dryly, and I'm not. Their family could take care of him. Redfall would be content with the usual hunting. Normal hunting. Anything without being endlessly watched.

"Hunting, if anyone wants," he called to the camp. He'd wait for a few minutes for a couple of cats to join, and then they'd head out. Things looked promising. The warrior stretched, letting the sun warm his pelt, and waited for warriors to emerge.

Quietpaw tumbled out of the apprentice's den, letting a soft huff as she did so. She got up onto her paws, apologizing about her clumsiness under her breath, even if no one heard her or even saw her. Shaking her head, Quietpaw padded towards Redfall, after called out that he was going hunting. Hopefully he wouldn't mind if she joined, even if she was a newer apprentice.

She tapped the older on his shoulder with her paw, before drawing it back in. "Um, excuse me Redfall? Um is it okay if I j-join?" She asked, her voice nervous. Quietpaw wasn't really big on social interaction.

OOC: Hey if you want to, you can bully this child~

Green eyes jerked to the ground, startled, as a small black and white bundle of fur tapped him on the shoulder. An apprentice. So promising. Redfall’s tail-tip twitched for a moment before he responded in a tight voice, “Yes. Provided you don’t annoy me like that again.” He vaguely knew her name - Silentpaw or Quietpaw, something along those lines. An impatient gaze scanned the camp, but no one else seemed willing to go, so he headed into the forest with a sigh.

Leaf-bare would end soon. Good riddance to it. He didn’t want to let his mind dwell on Maplekit - while she had been taken with the other SkyClan kits, no one knew what was happening to her. Everyone was whining about Flowerthorn this and Bloodstrike that, but no one bothered to care about his kit. Sienna was long gone, and he’d accepted that; but only Tigersong and Honeycomb had stayed alive. In his gut, he was certain Maplekit was gone. And Honeycomb clearly had something wrong with her. Kits with Dawnhawk. He hadn’t talked to her since he heard.

Branches crossed above his head as he padded through the territory, always staying ahead of the apprentice. He opened his jaws and inhaled, sorting scents in his head, choosing to follow the most promising fresh trail of a squirrel. He flicked his tail, hoping the apprentice knew tail signals, and dropped into a crouch. It was sitting on a branch in the middle of a tree. Redfall carefully leapt up to a branch just below the squirrel. He was careful to make as little noise as possible. Thankfully, the tree had no leaves to rustle and alert the prey. There was nothing to wait for, so the ginger tabby leapt up and snagged the bushy tail down, slamming it into the ground. It was killed on impact, but he held it still for a few seconds to make sure.

The apprentice hadn’t ruined his hunt - that was good, at least. Redfall shook his coat and found a patch of softer ground, burying the warm body of the squirrel as he waited for her to try and catch something.

Redfall caught the squirrel, -5 sp
275/280 sp

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 2

Quietpaw nodded briskly, before following Redfall out of camp. She tried walking slowly, as to not trip, and watched as the older warrior caught a squrriel. Her ears perked as she heard rustling behind her. She turned her head and saw a mouse, nibbling on a seed. She crouched down, stalking forward towards, trying hard not to fumble and trip over. Then she leapt, trying hard to catch it, before missing it by a landslide. She found herself bumping into something, as mew of surprise escaped her. She let out several mews of apology, thinking that it was Redfall. She looked up at what she bumped into, a gasp of surprise escaping her.

Staring her down was a fox, confused as to why a cat bumped into it. It's tail swished around, as drool dripped down from it's jaws. What the fox saw was yummy prey, and not a young apprentice.

As drool slobbered down onto Quietpaw, she let out a yelp of terror before calling out, "R-Redf-fall! Th-th-theres a f-f-fox!"

Quietpaw attempted to catch a mouse, but instead spawned a fox, costing -3sp

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 10