Se Proetoimasía [open hunting]

The member 'Kitty' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 10

Sprucebark was looking around for more prey when a loud noise sent a shiver down his spine.  It was the call of a goose.  He had been knocked out by one of those big birds when he was still an apprentice.  His heart sank and he panicked when he heard his sister call for help as well with it soon after.  Without hesitation, his paws carried him swiftly to the sound and cry for help.

Spotting the goose and his sister fighting he hissed at the goose minksplash I’m coming hang on he meowed as he closed the rest of the gap to the match.


Sprucepaw uses front paw strike for 7 dmg and 7sp



Minksplash
30 / 40 HP
87 / 100 SP

Goose
37 / 55 HP (-7)
155 / 170 SP

Sprucebark
30/30
73/80 (-7)

While Rowanpaw had been talking with Stormdance, the patrol spread out in every direction, searching for their own prey. He'd briefly caught Minksplash's eye, but she'd disappeared among the trees before he could look at her long. Shrugging, he went to turn back to his conversation, when her very voice shrieked out across the territory, the flustered honk of a goose following it.

In an instant, his gloating was forgotten, and Rowanpaw was on his paws racing towards the sound. Minksplash had already struck out at it, and Sprucebark had abandoned his own hunt to rake his claws through its beige feathers. Glancing between his siblings, Rowanpaw hovered a tail-length away from them, gathering his weight before kicking forward to roll into the goose. The spring agitated the healing wounds on his leg, but around a hiss Rowanpaw tamped down the dull pain. The bird struggled, but he'd managed to get his forepaws on top of it's wings, and it lay thrashing on the ground beneath him.

Rowanpaw used Leap and Hold on the Goose, dealing 6 damage and costing 15 SP. Goose is pinned for 2 turns.

Rowanpaw
20/20 HP
45/60 (-15) SP

Goose [pinned]
31/55 (-6) HP
155/170 SP

Minksplash
30/40 HP
87/100 SP

Sprucebark
30/30 HP
73/80 SP

The member 'downfive' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Effect Dice' : 6

Trying not to let missing the mouse get to him, the blind warrior resumed his search for prey. He could vaguely smell something, some kind of waterfowl. His heart rose. Maybe it was a duck! Ducks were big and rather slow, so unless they flew away they made for decently easy prey. Not to mention, a big juicy duck would be perfect for the feast. He began creeping towards the smell eagerly, ears alert.

Then he smelled fear-scent. Something was wrong. Before he could yell out to see what was wrong, he heard an ear-piercing yowl for help coming from the direction of the duck's scent. No, not a duck, he realised as his heart sank into his stomach and an ired honk resounded through the forest. A goose.

For a terrible few seconds, he stood stock still. His legs wouldn't budge and his lungs and heart began working double-time as fear flooded his body. Why? Why did predators insist on following him wherever he went? He heard battle cries and thundering pawsteps as his patrolmates charged the goose. Perhaps he could leave it to them, be selfish for once... But he knew instantly that wasn't an option. Despite the fear and the blindness, he wasn't going to let his friends fight this monster alone. Already facing the scent, he set off into a sprint with his eyelids squeezed shut in suppressed terror. He couldn't tell how close he was to the goose, but its scent was so strong that he doubted he could be more than a taillength away. Claws unsheathed, he sprang at the goose and felt grim satisfaction as his claws met feathers. His back leg grazed someone and he yelped, letting go of the goose. "Oh foxdung I'm sorry who did I kick is everyone okay I'm sorry, oh stars-" He fumbled, terrified of the goose but moreso worried for his Clanmates.


Woolywing used Jumping Strike on the goose, dealing 8HP and costing 7SP. Also he kicked Spruce in the head

Woolywing
HP:35
SP:63 (-7)

Goose
HP:15 (-8)
SP:155

Minksplash
HP:30
SP: 87

Brookstone
HP:50
SP:113

Sprucebark
HP:29 (-1)
SP:73

Rowanpaw
HP:20
SP:45

It's not that she hadn't heard her former apprentices panicked call for assistance, but that she scrambled over moments too late, watching her clanmates pile atop the now severely beaten goose with snarls and sharp claws. Grebedance flexed her claws in and out, curiosity present in her gaze. Was it possible to skin birds? Their skin had always felt so brittle and thin when catching them, the molly was completely uncertain on whether or not she would be able to create another pelt from it. But this was a fine specimen...

The goose was now very clearly on it's last legs, and she finished the feathery animal with a swift strike across the top of it's neck, finding a few feathers drifting away. It crumpled to the floor, quickly beaten by the band of cats it clearly had not recognised the presence of. Grebedance continued to look at it with wide curious eyes, tracing her sharp claws along its body as she thought on whether or not to try. In this moment she was slightly unaware and completely uncaring of the eyes on her, beginning the process for the audience.

Feathers littered the ground as she pulled the pelt off, nodding at her work. The skin was thicker than she imagined, and she looked at her clanmates, gaze settling on Woolywing. "How would you like your own feathery goose pelt?" She grinned, hooking it on her paw with sheathed claws. "Join in on the family tradition!" Was she allowed to offer such a thing? It couldn't hurt, and perhaps wearing pelts of predators would begin to help the warriors hunt without being stalked by foxes and other dangerous animals.

"Oh, and everyone take a feather or two. They're incredible for your nest," The bicoloured molly purred, gently picking one up in her jaws.

Grebedance has slain the Goose!

Minksplash had felt the fear running through her as she was alone to face off with the goose, only to soon enough see every single one of her clanmates that she had known to so far come along come rushing to her side. She did what she could to take a few steps away, shaking out her hind leg as it was incredibly sore from sustaining the sharp peck from the feathered beast. Now that she had the ability to turn around and check it out, it was to her great surprise and comfort that there was no bleeding. It'd be a much better trip to Sandypaw and Dovesight in that case, then. Even then, part of her was sure she could simply walk it out.

"Is anybody hurt? ... Thank you, all." She said, surveying everyone around her. The molly was more concerned about her clanmates for the time, but a quick survey showed her that thankfully, she had been the only one to take a blow from the bird. A mildly amusing thought popped into her mind, at how the creature hadn't expected such a one-sided fight to occur. It picked the wrong group of cats. She hummed in her mind, greatly entertained by the idea of the goose thinking it'd be an easy time, only to want to lay an egg at just how many cats came running in response to her call.

It was then that Grebedance caught her attention. Yet another pelt would be added among their ranks, and it only brought a massive smile to her face. She watched as Grebedance worked, studying the way she removed the pelt from the rest of the bird. As she had done when gaining her own pelt, Minksplash moved to bury the unwanted parts of the feathered fowl without thinking. After all, it wouldn't be smart to attract even more predators to Riverclan's borders. They'd dealt with enough.

"I think, after we all take a quick break and catch our breaths, we could probably all try and catch one more piece of prey. Then, we should be good to go." She called out. After all, their clan had grown quite large over the last moon. While they could certainly share some pieces of prey, it'd be better to have multiple for the sake of covering everyone. Continuing to hobble about a bit more to stretch her angered leg, she'd survey just how everyone was doing before ultimately deciding to try and see if she could find juts one more piece of prey.

It would be a slight challenge to the molly for sure, given that her leg wanted to stiffen. But so long as she kept forcing it to the ground, forcing to move to her will despite the aching pain, she'd be fine. She found herself going towards one of the trees within the Beech Copse, knowing that surely, there'd be an easier catch among the roots. Perhaps even among the bark. Her thoughts would be responded to by the loud Chrrrriiiiiiiiibbbiiiittt! of a toad. Its call whipped her head in that direction, and thankfully, it was close enough that the molly could simply lunge forward and end its life, taking the slippery creature as a prize.

Minksplash attempts to grab a toad! Pt 2~! This time, no goose. Only success. -3 SP

The member 'Kitty' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 2

The member 'Splotch' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 2