Re: The Moor

by **Duckshine** Sat Feb 15, 2014 11:36 pm

Shadefeather bounded through, her eyes alert for danger and prey. She inhaled the air then grinned in amusement.

by **Flare** Mon Feb 24, 2014 11:32 pm

DuskStorm pads in his black pelt ruffling. He sees ShadeFeather and meows a solemn "Hello."

by ***Firefly*** Mon Mar 03, 2014 5:38 am

Pantherleap closely watched his prey on a quiet spot in the moors. His ears pricked, he slowly got closer. It was a rabbit, partially plump and appearing to be healthy. He locked his eyes on his target, but also scanned the area around him out of the corner of his eye. The night-colored tom opened his mouth slightly, letting the scents of the hare drift onto the scent glands on the roof of his mouth. He took a petite step forward, and leaned his weight on his hind legs. The cats whiskers slightly moved, and he carefully moved his haunches, keeping his tail still. He licked his lips in anticipation for the leap, and he pounced onto his prey.
He let part of his weight hold the rabbit down, and carefully bit it so that it would have a quick death. He craned his neck up to look at a flock of birds scatter out of the trees. He bent his head down to acquire his prey, and bounded across the moors, giving a quick, friendly nod to Shadefeather and Duskstorm as he went, and slowed down to a casual trot, back to the camp.

by **Flare** Mon Mar 03, 2014 9:40 pm

Dusk returned the dip of his head and looked to the flock of birds, his tail twitching with interest.

by **Nightmare** Sun Apr 20, 2014 2:13 pm

Aspenleaf stepped across the open terrain with his body held close to the earth. His paws moved slowly, one in front of the other as he stalked towards a seemingly plain, lone bush. His ears pricked up as he listened and watched; then, he sprung forward. His body crashed into the side of the bush, and birds that were previously hidden took flight around him. Under his paws however, one lay with its wings crushed from Aspen's landing. Aspenleaf nipped the back of its neck to kill it, and grabbed it in his jaws. He crawled out of the bush, branches and sticks getting awkwardly caught in his pelt, and made towards the camp.

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