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Post by Wildewood on Aug 13, 2018 0:54:16 GMT
the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams ❝ The evening air was humid but this didn't bother Marigoldheart, she marveled at the colors smearing across the sky; all the reds and golds made her heart swell. She was in love with the world. And this exact moment, everything was perfect. She had nearly forgotten that she was on a hunting mission until she heard the rushing of wings up ahead. Scoffing that she hadn't noticed, she opened her mouth in an attempt to find more prey, the faint swirls of mouse scent flavored her pink tongue. Instantly Marigoldheart's mouth began to water, dropping into a low crouch, the golden she cat crept forward. Pausing every few paces to listen for the mouse, Marigoldheart felt the blood beginning to rush through her ears. Boy did she get excited when she was hunting. Nearly unbearably so. Slowly inching her way closer, her heart began to thump wildly, steadying herself, Marigoldheart stamped softly on the grass as she zeroed in on her target. Pouncing upon the mouse it let out a soft squeak, dealing the killing blow, the she cat lifted it up in her jaws and held her head high, full of pride, Marigoldheart buried her catch in the soft silt and carried onward. Looking for her hunting partner, Poppynose. She wanted so badly to call out for them however, she remembered her lesson as an apprentice about calling out for others during a hunting party. Instead the she cat opened her mouth once again, and searched for Poppynose. This time she got a mouthful of kingfisher scent, it had been moons since Marigoldheart had tasted kingfisher, it was her favorite prey actually. @field mouse ● i'm so dang excited! ● 273 words |
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Post by field mouse on Aug 13, 2018 1:37:39 GMT
after such a long day, the young warrior probably should have been tired by now. after all, the day was giving away to night and soon enough it would be time to settle into nests and wait for tomorrow. somehow, though, weariness never seemed to plague poppynose. in fact, she bounced now with the same amount of pep she'd probably had the moment she jumped out of the den that morning. how could one not be absolutely invigorated by the thick greenleaf air? the days were so long, and there was so much to do! she had trotted on ahead, not realizing her patrol-mate had stopped to admire the sky (otherwise poppy surely would have paused with her). she just assumed marigoldheart had caught a scent and went off. however, she did now feel utterly struck by the brilliant light that washed over the seemingly endless landscape. the vivid sunrises and sunsets may just be the best part of living in these sprawling fields. it was impossible to ignore the golden light that painted everything with fire. poppynose's paws carried her on, but her big eyes were glued to the heavens. that is, until... " oof!" the skinny she-cat promptly tumbled over a small burrow nestled into the tall grasses. her forepaw had gotten lodged in there, but thankfully she didn't think she was injured. maybe a little sore tomorrow. " good grief!" she muttered, but she giggled in spite of herself. picking her now rather dirty self off the ground, she looked around, hoping her clanmate hadn't spied her silly trip. Wildewood
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Post by Wildewood on Aug 13, 2018 1:53:32 GMT
the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams ❝ The kingfisher had been startled by a distant sound and took flight into the opposite direction, huffing, Marigoldheart swiped the springs of thick foliage, "Oh scratch! That would've been delicious!" The soft thud had alerted Marigoldheart to her hunting partner's whereabouts, snorting under her breath, the golden she cat trotted over to check on the well being of Poppynose. Hearing the giggles of her clan mate reassured her that there had been no harm done, Marigoldheart changed paths and went back to retrieve her kill. The evening still humid had slowly began to cool, the sky had been drained of its vivid colors and was no replaced with dull and unsaturated smears. Stars began to show themselves among the colorless sky, causing Marigoldheart to stop once more, gazing upon her ancestors. She couldn't do anything without stopping to enjoy the scenery. Finally reaching her kill, Marigoldheart grabbed the mouse and started off in the direction of Poppynose once again. On her way to find her hunting partner, Marigoldheart had birthed an idea, more of joke than an idea. She was going to sneak up on Poppynose. Dropping into a hunter's crouch once again, the golden she cat crept quietly to the last location of her partner, softly placing the mouse on the ground, she continued on her pseudo hunt. Taking extra care not to step on any twigs or scuff any rocks, Marigoldheart silently came up behind Poppynose, wiggling her rear in the "target located" motion, she leap into the air and landed right behind the unsuspecting Poppynose. "Hah! Gotcha!" she exclaimed in excitement. @field mouse ● i'm so dang excited! ● 266 words |
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Post by field mouse on Aug 18, 2018 1:48:04 GMT
the slender young cat pulled herself up and puffed her chest out, giving it a couple licks. all was well! she shook the paw that had gotten snagged and was pleased to feel no tenderness. she ought to be more careful, but sometimes one risked injury when one's head was always in the clouds. poppynose squinted up at the picturesque sky, feeling a little betrayed. at any rate, it was about time to find her hunting partner and dig up the kill she'd made a little while ago. poppynose was fairly certain that marigoldheart wouldn't want to be out here long after dark. the velvety bruises forming at the outermost edges of the horizon indicated that dark may not be so far off after all. her ears flicked behind her almost instinctively, a heartbeat before her mind registered the gentle sound of grass being moved through. it was too late- poppynose's heart nearly leaped out of her throat as she felt a thud just behind her, followed by a triumphant exclamation. the younger warrior couldn't help but jump with a start, and even gave out a little yelp before she quickly whirled and swatted playfully at marigoldheart. " foxhearted!" she accused the other she-cat, but her voice was full of laughter. she even jumped up and pounced at the ginger warrior's tail for good measure. Wildewood
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