Post by Mouse on Apr 17, 2012 19:55:15 GMT -5
Swiftfeather had left the warriors den. They sky had just begun to turn pink and a few rays of yellow and orange could be seen as the sun began to rise. She was gathering up a few warriors to go hunting with her. Other than that he camp was silent, and still seemed frozen. Her white pelt was slightly dull in the early morning, her ginger ears and tail seeming slightly darker. She moved around the camp silently trying not to wake any sleeping warrior, apprentice or kit. Then she quickly spoke to her leader and the medicine cat before turning toward the camp entrance.
She bounded over softly to the entrance of the camp, gathered her warriors and then they were gone. She took in a deep breath and smelled the river in the air. Then she opened her mouth slightly and made her way to the grazing fields. She big noisy hard footed animals were still gone. And she thought that her clan mates would like a mouse or a shrew or something that wasn't fish. Its always good to make things a little diffrent. She smiled to herself and then arrived at her destination. The other warriors not far behind her.
She opened her mouth wide to test the scents in the air. She faintly smelled mouse, but it was a fresh scent. She followed the scent without much care until it was close. Then she dropped down into the hunters crouch and crept up behind her prey. She killed the mouse quickly and buried it so she could come collect it later. She opened her mouth again to search for a scent, but her mouth was still full of the mouse scent. She she ran away from the mouse to clear away the scent. Then she caught a whiff of a shrew. So she crept along the ground toward it, while half listening to the other warriors hunting.