Warriors RPG

[C S]

Snowclaw squinted. "I know, I slept with them on my head, eating my ear." He liked his flank and mewed "You'd think there ready for solids"

[Hopeflower]

Hawksight licked a paw thoughtfully and started to wash her face. When she lowered her paw again, her whiskers were gleaming. "You could be right," she meowed.

[C S]

Snowlaw looked into Hawksight's eyes and then mewed "Ill be right back." He padded out of the nursery and looked at the fresh kill pile. It was quite bare. He gagged slightly and ran off to the lake to see if he could catch a fish

[dinoman666]

Claw poked his head out of the warrior's den and yawned. He padded over to the nearly-empty fresh-kill pile and simply stared at it. He barely had enough energy to bend down and pick up a piece of food.

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak awoke slowly, standing and padding out of the warrior's den, glancing around the camp groggily. He shook his head, glancing over at the fresh-kill pile, seeing how bare it was. Firestreak immediatly padded off toward the camp entrance, intending on bringing back some fresh-kill for the clan, ignoring his own hunger. Firestreak padded off into the forest, scenting the air as he moved along.

[Hopeflower]

Bloodspill stretched and got to her paws, having spent the night outside the warrior's den. She glanced at the fresh-kill pile, seeing how empty it was. She grimaced, digging her claws into the ground as her stomach growled. She turned and bounded from the camp, sitting calmly beside a beech tree root and waiting for a squirrel to come down.

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak watched a rabbit from the undergrowth, moving forward silently and carefully. As the creature turned away, Firestreak lept forward, biting onto the rabbit's neck, the creature dying of suffication shortly after. He dug a small ditch, placing the fresh-kill inside, wanting to continue hunting. Firestreak padded off, scenting the air for more prey.

[C S]

Snowclaw had the best of luvk. He found some fish that were pretty big for the kits so he caught some and left them in a pile. He pulled the fish back and left them in the fresh kill pile. He pulled a fish into the nursery, instead of pouncingon the fish, the kits pounced on his paws.

[dinoman666]

Spottedstar padded out of the den and, upon seeing the empty frsh-kill pile, went out to go hunting.

[Hopeflower]

Bloodspill padded back into the camp, two squirrels and a mouse in her jaws. She set down most of her catch, keeping one squirrel for herself. She looked around, seeing Auburnpelt and Amberclaw sharing tongues not far off. The black she-cat neatly tucked into her meal, chewing each mouthful slowly and savoring the taste.

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak padded toward the camp, having caught a rabbit and mouse. His stomach growled, resisting the urge to eat one of the kills. Firestreak shook his head, padding off once more to the camp, arriving after a short time. He placed the kills onto the fresh-kill pile, which was already growing, the gray tom assuming others had decided to help fill it aswell. Firestreak arched his back in a stretch, padding over to the warrior's den, sitting down outside, survaying the camp as usual.

[dinoman666]

Claw groaned, his stomach growling as he watched Bloodspill drop off her food in the fresh-kill pile. "Ah forget it," he mewed to himself. He trotted out of the camp to go hunting as well.

[Hopeflower]

Bloodspill finished her squirrel and sat up, swiping her tongue around her muzzle. She scowled when she realized there was still not enough fresh-kill in the pile to support the entire Clan.

[dinoman666]

Claw was stalking is third prey item: a hapless thrush, which was pecking at the ground, foraging. It was so caught up on finding food, it never even saw Claw coming. One pounce, one bite, and it was over. He picked it up and headed back the way he came, grabbing two plump mice he had killed as well.

Spottedstar returned back to camp with his captured prey-a vole and a squirrel-in a pile on his head. He meowed in triumph, "I finally managed to balance two prey items on my head at once!"

[Hopeflower]

Streamflower chuckled. "Now we know where she gets it from." She flicked her tail at Snowpaw, who was trying to balance a mouse on her head.

[dinoman666]

Spottedstar mewed, "I knew my kits would eventually have to have that ability." He tilted his head, dumping the prey into the fresh-kill pile.

Claw arrived just then, putting his prey in the pile as well and picking up one of the mice to eat. He carried over to the edge of the camp and tucked in.

[Hopeflower]

Bloodspill arched her back in a stretch, greeting Firestreak and Claw with a soft purr. She surprised herself, having never purred once in her life. It was...nice.

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak nodded in greeting to Bloodspill, turning back to his watch. He glanced at the fresh-kill pile, hoping the rest of the clan would help fill it. Firestreak yawned, licking the fur on his chest briefly, looking back up to survay the clan, his tail swaying slowly behind him.

[Hopeflower]

Bloodspill yawned, baring sharp teeth calmly and arching her back in a stretch. She began to groom her black pelt with long, steady strokes of her tongue. A dark ginger tom padded up to her and started washing her ears, at which she looked away uncomfortably.

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak continued to survay the camp, eventually seeing a tom washing Bloodspill's ears. He arched an eyebrow, not understanding why Bloodspill was moving away from the cat, the gray tom assuming that was just a friend of hers. Firestreak shrugged, continueing to glance around the camp, his gaze always returning to the fresh-kill pile, seeing a few cats placing kills into it.