Warriors RPG

[Hopeflower]

The cub's terrified wailing was cut off abruptly as Shadowstar made quick work of them. One...two...five cubs, she thought, purring in delight. And all well-fed as well...

Streamflower brough a paw, claws unsheathed, down on the female fox's head, making her yelp once more. The fox tried to shake Spottednose from her leg, but she was weakening...and would soon be at the cat's mercy.

[dinoman666]

Spottednose refused to let go, eventually tripping the fox. Only then did he let go, but it didn't last long. He lept at the fox's throat, choking the creature, hissing and growling the entire time.

[Hopeflower]

The fox whined and caught Spottednose on the shoulder with one of its long claws, leaving a deep gash that instantly started to bleed. Streamflower snarled and dug her fang into the fox's throat as well, cutting off its air supply.

Shadowstar started dragging the cubs out of the den one by one. With them and the mother fox, there'd be enough to feed the Clan for a good while.

[dinoman666]

Spottednose ignored the wound and just dug his teeth into the fox's throat harder.

[Hopeflower]

With a last snarl of defiance, the fox finally went limp and Streamflower released her grip. She let out a yowl of triumph and started trying to drag the adult fox back to the camp. Shadowstar was carrying a cub in her mouth and another on her back, intending to return for the rest.

[dinoman666]

Spottednose let go after a moment, panting. He gasped, "OK.. OK... I'm feeling a bit better now... whew..." He paused, then yowled, "OW! My shoulder! As if I needed that already!"

[Hopeflower]

Streamflower stopped her attempts to drag the fox, instead leaping over the motionless form and rasping her tongue over Spottednose's injured shoulder.

[dinoman666]

Spottednose licked Streamflower gratefully, and mewed, "Eh heh, thanks... I don't know what came over me back there. I just went kind of crazy for a sec."

[Hopeflower]

"I think the cold is driving everyone crazy," Streamflower mewed, licking the wound once more before turning back to the fox. "Now...to get this thing back to camp."

[dinoman666]

Spottednose nodded and mewed, "Yeah... the cold..." He padded over to Streamflower to help carry the fox. He winced and growled, "Stormtail's gonna have his work cut out for him the rest of leaf-bare at this rate..." He chuckled slightly.

[Hopeflower]

Streamflower laughed softly and gripped the fox by its scruff, resuming her attempts at starting to drag it back to camp. Her legs trembled with the effort as she got it to move slightly on the ice.

[C S]

Snowclaw wandered, not paying any mind about his surroundings. He was still hungry, and was getting abit delusional. Suddenly, he saw something. He walked closer to the strange object, intriuged, his mouth watering. He didn't know what it was, he never saw one. He remebers his father talking about one. "What did he call it?" Snowclaw forgot the thought quickly, visciously snapping at the carcass that laid in front of his eyes, his claw ripping meat out and swallowing, purring contently. He closed his eyes and opened them quickly in shock. His tounge was cold and numb. What he thought was a deer, was nothing more than a snow covered log...

[dinoman666]

Spottednose pushed on the fox corpse from behind and groaned. He mewed, "We're going to need a lot more cats to get this thing back to camp."

[Hopeflower]

Shadowstar bounded back to the two cats, having brough the first two fox cubs back to the camp and told the Clan not to eat until the rest of the catch was brought back. She joined Streamflower in pulling the mother fox along, slowly getting it to slide easily on the ice-covered ground.

[C S]

Snowclaw shivered, swiping the log, sending snow flying into the air. He tounge hanged limp out of his mouth, almost as if he was panting. He felt weak. He would love the idea of just laying on a nive dry branch or log, in the spring time sun, next to a lake or pond where he could fish for food, grab a bird from its nest, or a squirrel that got a head start on nut collecting. He couldn't. Not in winter. He had to keep moving. He remebered how he and Loneclaw would tag team birds, one chasing it into flight, another tackleing it out of the air from a near by tree.

[dinoman666]

Spottednose continued to push with his good shoulder, slowly causing the fox body to slide along.

[Hopeflower]

Streamflower grunted as she and Shadowstar managed to drag the fox another tail-length, both she-cats breathing heavily by now. It was a good thing they hadn't come too far from the camp...once they got the fox to the ravine, they could let it slide down and count on a few more of the Clan to get it through the gorse tunnel.

[dinoman666]

Spottednose grunted, slipped and fell on his wounded shoulder. He yowled, "Ouch! Oh, for crying out loud! Forget it. Shadowstar, can I just go get some Clanmates to push this? It would be easier for you two and me."

[Hopeflower]

Shadowstar mewed, "Sure why not. Better than dislocating our legs..." She heaved back once more, collapsing from exhaustion. She just couldn't drag the fox anymore. With a grunt, Streamflower fell beside her, panting heavily.

[C S]

Snowclaw moved on, trying to not think about his hunger. He made a small growl at his memory. Remembering moments he spent with his family will not bring his family back. He looked to the future hesitanly, it seemed bleak from his point of view. He suddenly smelt an odor, blood. He ran, snow flying into his eyes, nose and mouth. He came to an area and was discouraged. He smelt 2 other cats. He thought "Go and pursue the the smell...risk getting badly injured if the original killers dosen't want to share... or let it go and die from hunger..." For Snowclaw, the choice was clear. He ran after the smell.