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Post by Squid on Jun 8, 2009 23:14:16 GMT -5
It was hot, the understatement of the year. Of course MeadowClan territory was almost always heated, since there were very few trees to provide shade. Almost in the dead center of Floral Steppe was a rock that just barely peeked over the tall flowers and grass, and on that rock lay a wiry tom. Arroweye was sprawled out on the flatter side, letting the sun warm his fur, of course you could tell he was still alert, what with his ears swiveling this way and that. With the sudden sound of footsteps, Arroweye's head shot up in alarm, waiting a minute, tense and ready if anyone decided to surprise attack. |
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Post by Brambles on Jun 8, 2009 23:23:46 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
Audits flicked, sensitive to every sound and vibration occuring around the cream and pale-orange feline. Violet eyes gleamed with an intensity akin only to one that was locked in the heart of battle, or caught up in the glory of hunting. Pink tongue darted out from between the cat's maw as she tasted the humid air that surrounded her. It was a typical hot day, and the feline was hunting in broad daylight in the heart of MeadowClan territory. Something most cats unable to withstand the heat refrained from doing.
Yet, despite the cat's long fur, she hunted at this time everyday. Mostly as an escape from the presence of others. And so that she may hunt in peace. Skull tilted upwards as Heathersong drew in a sharp breath. No prey. But instead, the scent of another cat, a tom, whom she recognized as Arroweye. Tail flicking with curiosity, the lean femme darted from her grassy cover and slid to a halt beside the Floral Steppe, staring up at the tom warily. 'What brings you out here in the middle of the intense heat?' Heathersong inquired. [/size] |
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Post by Squid on Jun 8, 2009 23:29:48 GMT -5
Arroweye only looked at her for a minute, then suddenly started laughing "S-sorry" He said, finally catching his breath "I thought you might've been an intruder, I was laughing at myself" Arroweye considered her question carefully "Truthfully...the reason escapes me, I suppose it's just one of those moments where you just want to lay under the sun, in the quiet and just stay like that for a while, so...why are you here?" He said, flicking his ears and looking at her. |
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Post by Brambles on Jun 8, 2009 23:41:13 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
Heathersong smiled at the tom's obvious surprise, seating herself at the base of the rock formation and curling a long creamy tail around her paws. Violet optics glimmered with pleasure. She seemed to enjoy bringing discomfort to those around her. For what reasons, though, even she could not say. The feline rolled her shoulders, muscles flexing beneath her fur as she let a small chuckle escape from her maw. 'I came for the same reason as you, nearly. To escape from the life of the camp. But also to hunt, were I to stumble haphazardly upon some prey.' Skull twisted downwards as Heathersong lifted a paw from the ground, runnign her barbed tongue along the side to clear away some dirt and grass. Eyes flickered to gaze at Arroweye with a look of....Was it a flirting look?
Occ: Hahaha [/size] |
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Post by Squid on Jun 9, 2009 0:03:41 GMT -5
Arroweye suddenly sneezed "Pollen. Oh well, then why aren't you hunting? Don't let me resting ruin it for ya" He said. This was not said to be mean, he just hoped he wasn't getting in her way, distracting her or running off the prey "If I'm in the way just say so, I'll head off somewhere else if that's the case" Arroweye closed his eyes and stretched out on the rock, scraping it with his front paws as he laid out again. "If I'm not in the way, then can I watch?" If Arroweye climbed to the top of the rock, he would easily be able to see her hunting |
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Post by Brambles on Jun 9, 2009 22:01:57 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
Heathersong hissed to herself, frustrated that her meager attempt to flirt with the tom proved useless. Violet optics flashed as she briskly stood and sauntered off a ways, though still in view. Pausing, the femme craned her neck around, peering at Arroweye over her shoulder. 'It matters not to me whether you continue to rest. You are, however, more than welcome to join.' Smiling wryly, the cream-furred cat strode off a ways, raising her muzzle to the sky and scenting the humid atmosphere for any hint of prey that might be lurking about. [/size] |
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Post by Squid on Jun 10, 2009 1:08:52 GMT -5
Arroweye flicked his ears and smiled, he would watch at a closer range. Easily and swiftly, Arroweye followed her, staying silent as a mouse, keeping his distance, and staying downwind, he would make sure to watch without her knowing he was so near, but of course without ruining her hunt. Crouching down, Arroweye watched as she sniffed about for prey, thinking he may catch some himself soon. |
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Post by Brambles on Jun 16, 2009 17:38:35 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
The cream colored femme silently wove her way through the immensely tall grasses, relying on her scenting and hearing abilities rather than sight to guide her paws. Heathersong's belly barely touched the ground beneath her as she slithered about, muzzle picking up any stray scent of prey nearby. So far, nothing. Growing frustrated, the feline let out an exasperated hiss, maw curling back slightly to reveal ivory fangs honed to a point. Both beautiful and terrifying. Violet optics narrowed, then flicked in Arroweye's direction. 'Can you scent anything? As I am unable to...' |
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Post by Squid on Jul 11, 2009 2:30:00 GMT -5
By the time she had looked in his direction, Arroweye had wandered off somewhere. Back at the rock, he looked up, ears pricked when he heard her say something, so trying to be quiet as not to scare prey, Arroweye carefully walked back to where she was "Over there" He flicked his tail towards the rock "On the other side, I saw a mouse in the tall grass" |
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Post by Brambles on Jul 13, 2009 13:22:27 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
Violet optics flicked over to Arroweye's form momentarily. Then nodded at his suggestion. The cream-furred feline began her movements, slipping into the hunting crouch she was so accostumed to. Her slim form gracefully slipped through the tall grasses that surrounded them. Ivory claws unsheathed as she silently used the appendages to grip onto the stony surface as she began her ascent. It would be the stealthiest and easiest way to get to the prey. The warrior reached the crest of the rock, then looked down. There was the mouse, scuttling about the stalks of grass in search of seeds. Pink tongue flicked out and swiped against her muzzle as Heathersong crouched, preparing to pounce.
The wind shifted. Audits immediately went flat against her skull at the scent that made her nose burn. Forgetting the prey she was about to catch, Heathersong whirled around on the rock, shouting at Arroweye. 'Fox!' The word was barely out of her maw when a streak of orange and white shot out from the surrounding grass, leaping nimbly into the air and colliding with Heathersong's side. The female let out a surprised yowl as the fox bowled her off of the rock. Heathersong landed with a thud upon the ground, the wind driven from her lungs as the fox landed on her side and snarled viciously. 'Vermin!' Heathersong spat as she rolled away from dagger-like claws tearing down at her through the air. [/size] |
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Post by Squid on Jul 15, 2009 1:34:20 GMT -5
After Heathersong went after the mouse he'd pointed out, Arroweye had returned to sunning himself, but this time he was in an open patch a little less than five fox lengths from where she was hunting. Arroweye was still plainly alert, and when Heathersong cried fox, he was already on his feet and in a sprint after it. With a yowl, Arroweye ran full speed, and putting in all of his weight, the lithe black tom rhammed the fox, forcing it away from Heathersong "Fowl beast!" Arroweye snarled. |
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