Let's Rock & Roll! [Hunting Party, OPEN!] Nov 21, 2012 23:54:31 GMT -5
Post by Fawntastic on Nov 21, 2012 23:54:31 GMT -5
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"Warriors must be efficient hunters! Powerful tacticians, but most of all, loyal Clan mates! They must be fearless yet not merciless, kind but not soft. Determined but not rock-headed. Warriors of StoneClan are the greatest warriors in the forest! Don't anyone tell you otherwise, we have the blood of mountain lions in our veins. Tell me warrior, do you have the blood of a mountain lion?"
"Er, my Dad's name is Pantherfur?"
"C-Can we go play now?"
The passion in Eagletalon's eyes died away into a slight frown of frustration, before he sighed and gave a flick of his tail. "Sure go play - but remember! Fearless not merciless! Determined but not-- oh never mind." Like counting sheep, Eagletalon had, in a fit of sheer boredom and uselessness, lined up a small litter of kittens as though he were a drill sergeant, and set about hammering into their heads everything that made StoneClan the best Clan in the forest. It was all a bit too much for them to possibly understand, yet alone remember, but he mentally awarded himself points for trying.
With the kits playing happily in the snow drifts, the sandy battle-scarred tom was left feeling well, cranky. He was so horrifically bored! It was as if all the prey in StoneClan had gone on vacation when he wasn't looking, and if things didn't start looking up, they were going to have to add 'rocks and moss' to the menu, which Eagletalon could tell with one look wasn't going to agree with his digestive system.
Though it was dangerous, Eagletalon was highly considering venturing off into the mountains - come hell or high water, or in this case rock-slides and Demon cats - in search of whatever hadn't hunkered down for the winter. It was risky and a difficult environment to navigate through, but Eagletalon was nothing if not ridiculously determined and equally as reckless.
Though he didn't exactly need a partner in crime, it would be nice to have someone with him - y'know, should he perish on his noble quest, he wanted someone to bring his body back or at least sing his praises to Fallingstar later.
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tags: whoever // whoever
notes: blah blah blah
credit: PANDIE of BTN