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Mothflight - Dustclaw - Flintfang
The sky was light grey, as if a cloud had swallowed the heavens whole. It's so beautiful! Mothflight thought, pouncing through Stoneclan territory, hoping for at least a glimpse of prey. Even another cat would lighten his spirits! There was nothing more the tom liked than to embrace the beauty of nature, though the company of another creature was something that came a close second. Snow fell lightly as the storm thinned out, dusting the several inches of snow that had accumulated yesterday. Most cats had stayed inside for the storm, though Mothflight couldn't miss such a beautiful thing. Of course, him and Dustclaw made it back, though they certainly scared the fur off of a lot of the clan, particularly their brother Flintfang.
Mothflight let out a mrreow of laughter, quickly silencing himself as the rabbit's head shot up in alarm.
The young tom was lucky the thin, white creature didn't dash off immediately. Shhh...be quiet. He assured himself, more still than a stone. He was one of few cats who had the advantage in snowy conditions, for his pelt was almost completely white, aside from a mouse brown dusting his face, paws, and tail. The young tom didn't move a muscle until the small, grey-brown creature began rummaging in the snow again. Mothflight pulled himself closer, stepping confidently over the Sun Stones, though his pace was painfully slow.
The snow would crunch if he moved too quickly or stepped too heavily.
His stomach screamed "jump!", though he continued stalking, one paw after the other. Snow had dusted his coat, the tom's blue eyes taking in the creature's every move: every twitch of its whiskers and ripple of its fur. He was just a hair out of leaping distance when the creature's head shot up. This is my only chance! He thought desperately. Mothflight bunched up his muscles and sent himself soaring through the air, front paws landing on the rabbit's hindquarters. The warrior's jaws went to latch onto its back, though a powerful, dizzying kick to his head offered him a mouthful of snow instead. Mothflight lurched forward, racing after the rabbit, adrenaline coursing through his veins, lending energy to his paws and length to his stride. Snow flew all around them as predator and prey raced past Sun Stones into Lightningclan Territory.
I've got you now! Mothflight thought excitedly, giving it one final, vigorous leap.
Sure enough, the top had brought his paws down square on the rabbits shoulders, and his fangs sank deep in its throat. A slight pool of blood was the only hint of the creature's demise: that and the messy trail that was made in Mothflight's pursuit. The top looked up from his catch, looking for the large boulder he always attributed as the mark between the Lightningclan and Stoneclan border, though to his discomfort, the large rock was several foxlengths behind him.
"What are you doing?"
Mothflight heard an accusing voice sound behind him and whipped around, the familiar brown of his brother's pelt, making his fur flatten in relief.
"We are so far past the border! What are you thinking?" Dustclaw murmured in concern, glancing around uncomfortably. It would be a shame to let the prey go to waste, and Mothflight had went through the trouble of catching it. It was Stoneclan prey. "Grab the rabbit and lets go." He muttered, playfully cuffing his brother's ears. The tom followed Mothflight as he drug the thin creature back towards Stoneclan.
"What are you doing?"
Dustclaw stopped in his tracks, the fur along his spine rising in alarm. You're kidding me. He thought, dread washing over him like a tsunami. When he turned around, he saw a ginger and white tom with a hostile, golden gaze, tail flicking in irritation. The Lightningclan cat's gaze settled on the rabbit at Mothflight's paws.
This isn't going to be good. Dustclaw thought, the thin, weak snow shower still continuing to blur his vision.
24 Moons | StoneClan | Warriors
Word Count: 672
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