ThunderClan Hunting Patrol May 2024

Sageroot looked to the other three cats on her patrol. She considered each one a friend, and all were capable warriors in their own right. “All right,” she mewed. “Since there’s no apprentices with us, we’ll take the Stony Hollow. Just remember to keep your senses alert. I got attacked by a weasel once when I was hunting here.”

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 8

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 2

After her previous experience, Sageroot opted not to hunt by sound alone. Instead, she focused on a sparrow that was foraging in plain sight, blissfully unaware. It was an easy catch, with the bird basically dead on her impact.

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 1

Forest Speak
Feral Speak

Silverdusk was happy to be on this patrol. She enjoyed hunting and she enjoyed it even more with three of their favourite clanmates. Last time they had been through this path she’d been on another hunting patrol with Sageroot, the poor deputy had ran into a weasel and together they had taken it down. To the tall molly it was a fun bonding experience, but it appeared Sageroot had not enjoyed it as much. Which made sense… She had received the brunt of the weasel’s attack. It was a good cautionary tale at least. The molly’s tail flicked back and forth as she kept pace with Wiggleworm, enjoying his company. It reminded them of when he had caught the frog for her… Come to think of it she did not even know his favourite prey. It was strange to be spend most of their free time with the spotted warrior, and not know such a simple fact about him. Silverdusk was about to ask, but it seemed Wiggleworm had caught wind of prey and was scurrying into the undergrowth.

Until he returned, the silver warrior figured they should also bring up the prey tally of the patrol. Her large ears swivelled, catching the chittering of a squirrel. Green eyes followed the sound of the noise, and they dropped into a crouch, scampering through the undergrowth towards it. Silverdusk tensed, waiting for the perfect moment, then sprang forward in a burst of speed. The russet furred rodent, dint have time to react before she was upon it. They pinned the squirrel, then disposed of it with a swift and clean nip to the neck. It wasn’t a difficult catch, or a particularly giant squirrel, but it was food all the same. They buried the squirrel, then returned to the patrol.

Wiggleworm had returned too, a rabbit clasped in his jaws. Silverdusk purred appreciatively “That is a fine catch!” they knew how Cloudychase had made him feel, how even as fully fledged warrior he doubted his own ability. It seemed silly to her, the large tom was everything a warrior should be. He was an amazing hunter, he was fair and kind and he was strong too. She wished he knew that too, Cloudychase was so wrong. Absolved in thought about how great he was, they almost forgot their budding question. “I just realised I do not even know your favourite prey, what is it Wiggleworm?”

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

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'Hunting Dice' : 6