Slow down just a little[C]

Sootpaw was bouncing as he set off on his first patrol. Well, it wasn't really a patrol, Tigerdance just wasn't taking him out that day, so another warrior had to stand in for Tigerdance. But still! Sootpaw glanced over his shoulder at Fuzzface and couldn't help but to smile at the tom. The older warrior seemed so fluffy, and the apprentice was confident that they would get on well.

He'd tried to protest against taking some other cat's apprentice out, but here he was. Plodding through the territory with Sootpaw at his side, the plump warrior let out a sigh. At least this tom wasn't as chatty as Burrpaw, but even though he enjoyed their silence together, he knew he'd have to teach at least something or else his clanmates would have his pelt.

"So, uh... what do you want to learn?" he asked, his tone plain and his gaze not wavering from the path ahead of them.

Sootpaw gave the large tom a huge smile. "Well, I heard you are very experienced in the area of food, so for today you have to teach me where to find the best food in Windclan!" He declared. His training could wait for another day; bonding with his clanmates were just as important!

His small ears perked as Sootpaw spoke and he couldn't help but stand up a little taller. So word of his sensational taste had gotten around. He wouldn't exactly say he was surprised, but he certainly was impressed. He wasn't a foodie for nothing and was glad that his clanmates had finally started to understand that. As they padded along, Fuzzface wasn't quite sure where to begin, seeing as though there was so much to share about. Predators, prey, plants... where should he start?

Stopping in his tracks, the warrior stuck up his short tail in an effort to signal the apprentice to halt as well. In the distance just across the river was a porcupine, lumbering along at a slow and steady pace. Luckily for them it wasn't on their side of territory, but even so Fuzzface couldn't help but shiver under his pelt as he remembered what those spine-covered beasts could do to a cat.

"First lesson," the grey tom began, turning his gaze to Sootpaw, his tone and expression serious. "Never mess with porcupines. Their quills are not to be trifled with and whatever is under that armor isn't worth it. Trust me," he mewed with a firm nod.

Sootpaw followed after Fuzzface with awe-struck eyes. This was much more fun than learning how to mark borders or chase after rabbits. Why was there a correct way to hunt as long as he ends up catching the prey? The older warrior's stride was larger than his, so Sootpaw had to half-run to keep up.

At last, they stopped. Fuzzface gestured to a animal Sootpaw had never seen before and warned him to stay away. Those spikes looked especially sharp... the fur along his spine rose. he quickly nodded to show he understood. If Fuzzface said that it wasn't worth it, it wasn't worth it.

Glad that Sootpaw seemed to understand what he'd said about porcupines, Fuzzface continued onwards. He wasn't quite sure what else to teach the young tom about specifically, but a soon enough a they came across a patch of boulders that looked promising. "I know it sounds gross, but trust me that grub aren't that bad and make for good snacks," the hefty tom mewed with a smile. Using his shoulder to push over one of the rocks, he sent bugs scuttling left and right.

Rolling the rock over with a 'thump' so that it was out of the way, he did his best not to let them all run away. Lunging forward at one of the wriggling grub that looked fairly juicy, he smacked a paw down onto it, just hard enough to stun it but not with enough force to smoosh it. Before it was able to move much more, he reached down and with a single gulp he practically swallowed it whole. Licking his lips, he looked back to Sootpaw. "See? Easy." he purred.

Fuzzface attempted to catch a grub, costing -3 SP. He was... successful!

Fuzzface
SP: 107/110

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 7

Next, Fuzzface showed him how to catch... a bug. The fur along Sootpaw's spine rose as he watched the warrior eat the bug. Gross! Was he expected to eat one as well? The apprentice glanced at the mass of wriggling bugs and shuddered.

"May I skip this round?" He asked as politely as he could while a grub wriggled a little too close to his paw.

"Your loss," he mewed with a shrug, sweeping up a nearby beetle that tried to run away. Popping it up into his mouth, he bit down and with a 'crunch' he devoured it. "Well, what else do you wanna learn about? I barely scratched the surface so far," Fuzzface mewed between licking his lips. He wasn't quite sure what exactly he was supposed to share next, seeing as though being a warrior wasn't exactly an easy or simple task.

Sootpaw thought about the question for a while. What did he want to learn? Normally Tigerdance would already have an idea in mind, so he never had to answer that question seriously. "Have you ever eaten a predator? like a fox or dog?" He asked at last. Was it possible to eat such a large creature? And wasn't the dog the one that was supposed to eat them?

"I haven't yet, but I want to someday," he mewed, his ears perked at the question. He'd always wondered what one would taste like and prayed each and every day that he might be able to get his paws on one someday. "I've always wondered if they'd taste more like a bird or a rabbit. Guess I'll just have to try one to find out," the grey tom mewed with a shrug.

"Should we go look for one?" Sootpaw suggested. Fuzzface was a capable warrior, and he needed the practice anyway. "A weasel, perhaps?" It couldn't be that hard, could it?

"I guess," Fuzzface mewed with a shrug. He wasn't exactly a fan of going out of his way to do something other than taking a nap or snacking, but he supposed a weasel might be a nice change of pace.