[Hellion]

Starlingcry

and i tired to hold these secrets inside of me
my mind's like a deadly disease

Brushing against Coalmask, her son, Starlingcry headed out of camp. She had considered for a brief moment offering up the chance for her youngest to join her but decided against it. She needed the time to herself. She wanted to hunt for as long as there was daylight and she couldn't do that worrying about her son's health and stamina on such a long hunt.

Easing out of camp and heading toward the branch tail, Starlingcry crept carefully along. Her black fur making her difficult to track. In fact, she made it a miniature goal to weave in and out of the shadows. Using the tall pine trees to her advantage.

Once she was a considerable distance from the hustle of camp she paused in her trek to check the air. There was a severe lack of anything fresh but on the slight wind hung the tempting smell of mouse. Following after the possible success, Starlingcry found the creature burying something in the exposed roots.

Without waiting a moment she crouched then sprung for the meal. Capturing it in her claws, her teeth sharp teeth delivered that killing blow. Upon further inspection, it was thin but would be enough to feed a smaller cat. Placing her kill back in the roots for protection, Starlingcry tried to scent for something else on the wind and moved further into the territory.

i'm meaner than my demons. i'm bigger than these bones.

williams | background image | control | table by phoenix
notes I figured Briar could be looking for her to hunt a bigger bird or maybe asking her to join him on a quick patrol to scout for more prey..idk just getting this up 

[williams]

BRIARTHROAT

Briarthroat left camp with his paws itching for some action. He enjoyed his position, but the last couple days had been entirely focused on taking care of his clanmates. The deputy hadn't put himself on any patrols to ensure there were enough strong warriors left inside camp to keep it safe. Now though, he had distributed the work load and stole a moment for himself. Tasting the air told the tom that prey was still hiding. It wasn't an ideal time to hunt, but if he was to venture out of camp, Briarthroat was going to bring something back.

Determination led his thoughts outward to the edges of their territory, and his nose unintentionally led him to another clanmate. The musty floor buried the identifications of the cat in front of him, but he could tell they had hunted and was successful already. As he tracked his clanmate, something else caught his attention. Something large flew overhead, calling quietly to its kin. That would feed the entire nursery, Briarthroat thought excitedly. And I need a partner to get it down safely. His steps quickened to a jog to catch up to as he saw now, Starlingcry. He let out a soft mew in greeting to avoid startling her at his sudden appearance. “Hello Starlingcry. Hope prey has been running well for you so far.” He dipped his head at her, then motioned upward with his tail. “A large bird flew over me, would you like to catch it with me?” Usually the lanky tom was more of a conversationalist, enjoying how words flowed back and forth like water in a stream. But he knew time would not be on their side if the bird was already up in the trees. He hoped the jump in manners would be forgiven, as afterwards, they could celebrate a good catch with a nice stroll to chat about their sides of camp.

320 | Hellion | so sorry, f5 muse is low

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