rawr
Newborn Kit
liet & poland ♥
Posts: 26
|
Post by rawr on Jul 11, 2009 12:57:30 GMT -5
[idk i want to post somewhere. >w>;;]
Sometimes she just decided she hated all the prey in her Clan's territory. Maybe it was a stupid thing to decide as they kept her Clan alive, but she did. Of course she loved eating rabbits. The mouse-brained things just wouldn't give up sometimes though! That left her extrmely irritated. Smallfoot decided right there she hated anything at all that happened to irritate her, which would be: hunting, kits, other cats, other Clans. She especially hated the way cats called her small, when she couldn't even fit into a dumb rabbit hole.
She'd chased the thing perhaps over half of this part of the territory, for once determined on catching prey. However, the rabbit for some reason always seemed to be keeping just a tail-length or so ahead of her. Then she'd skidded to a stop, sending dirt flying into the air and staring in disbelief as it raced into an almost hidden burrow she hadn't noticed before then.
"I hate hunting," she grumbled, glaring at the rabbit's burrow, as if the hatred in her gaze could make it come back out.
[;w; short post is short]
|
|
|
Post by Rapun[Zel] on Jul 18, 2009 14:31:28 GMT -5
She was a mighty, mighty hunter. There was no cat - no cat - in Windclan who could outhunt her. For she was Ferretfang! The brave, the smart, the bestest hunter in the whole, entire world!
Okay, okay...so she wasn't Ferretfang - yet. One day she would be. One day soon.
Till then, she was plain old Ferretpaw - who was so hungry she could eat a badger! Martinpaw had been too slow in getting up - so for now, she headed out without him, determined to bring back the biggest rabbit ever seen. That's show Martinpaw for being lazy!
There - up ahead of her, was something whitish gray - maybe it was a rabbit! Without thinking, Ferretpaw sprung into a wild run. Any rabbit would have heard her within taillengths - but perhaps an unsuspecting Smallfoot would not notice the over-exhuberant she-cat on the trail of her 'rabbit' until she was right up behind her, eyes closed, and bunching her back legs into a positions ready for springing...
|
|