Hunting [OPEN]

[*bee*]

Beeclaw walked into the Field of Gold. Long, golden wheat stalks burred her vision. She stood still and snift the air. A fresh scent of a rabbit filled her mouth, making it water. Her lowered her body a long the floor and quickly walked.

The sense was getting stronger. She knew she was getting close. Their in front of her lied a huge rabbit. She thought of how happy the clan would be if she would bring back a fat, plumb rabbit. She stalked slowly toward the rabbit, watching her every move.

Silence. That all was heard as she got closer and closer to the rabbit. Crack. Beeclaw stepped on a broken wheat stalk. The rabbit perked his ears and began hopping off. Beeclaw chase it but sadly it got away.

Forgetting about the rabbit she went off into the field hoping to bring something home to the clan. Wishing someone who hunt with her by her side.

[<--Tangle-->]

Arrowstep walked over to the new warrior. his long lean legs carring him swiftly he grumbled. "That would of been able to feed a old warrior like me." he was never the most, better yet the brightesy warrior in the clan, but if you got his better side maybe. he slumbed over to a patch of heather and sniffed the air. his jaws parted to let the air catch his scent glades.

rising up on to hind legs he scanned the moors and notice a flicker of fur brush about a fox-tail away. swiftly he stalked forwards watching his steps carry him farther away from Beeclaw and her mistake. quickly he covered ground and was with in grapping point of the rabbit when it turned it fat head. it warned a rabbit alert and that's when he leapted.

grapping the rabbit before it could get away from his grip. he shock it like no tomorrow and than dropped it on the ground hard. it had died. trotting back to the warrior he dropped the catch and meowed. "Now that's a catch." his head was high , his eyes located on Beeclaw's face. studing it softly.

[*bee*]

Beeclaw got a little jealous but at least the clan would eat good tonight. She always wished she could be a good hunter but at least she has talent. Beeclaw is a natural born fighter. She let out a silent prayer to StarClan and nodded her head at the old warrior, "Great catch, it didn't see it coming." She paused for a second, trying to find something to say. "How about you bury it and we can go look for more?" At last maybe she could hunt with somebody else beside herself. Her tail twitched as she waited for her answer.

//ooc: i didn't know what to write

[<--Tangle-->]

Rolling his eyes Arrowpelt buried his catch and nodded. "Well lead the way warrior." he was never the friendlies warrior in Windclan, but he had heart. When she didn't move he climbed to his paw's again and started forwards. into the heather brush.

His eyes locked the prey infont of him. a feild mouse. " now you try to catch that." he meowed to Beeclaw. still not wanting to speak her name. he knew her name of course but he called every one younger than him by warrior or their leader. expect he called his leader by her name. When he was around the other clans.

[*bee*]

Beeclaw nodded her head. She felt like a little apprentice but he was respected warrior so she followed his order. She lower her body along the ground swiftly and careful. She didn't want to embarrass herself in front of him again. She watched the mouse carefully. It was a little field mouse. It's back was turned as it was to busy chewing on a little seed.

She quickly padded up to the mouse. She pushed her back legs up and leap over on top of the mouse. A small yell was heard as Beeclaw bite the mouse's neck before it died. She picked it up and walked over to Arrowstep and dropped it in front of him.

[Icewhiska]

It was time for a hunt.
Gingerpaw had slept the day away and as a result he was extremely groggy. Of course it was his own fault for staying up as late as he did, but he would never admit to it. It was the system, he claimed. Working from dawn til dusk had its effect on every cat in different ways. It wasn't as if the young apprentice was going around telling every cat in Windclan he couldn't sleep because he was worked too hard; it was a ludicrous thought, really. The simple fact was that he needed to make up for lost time. It was indeed time for a hunt.

The large tom figured the best place to go was out in the open so he could get in a nice run while hunting. He didn't want to fall out of shape, and without a mentor it was bound to happen if he didn't work on his build on his own. He was built for fighting, not so much for speed, so he liked to run and test himself. Gingerpaw decided to test himself earlier and ran all the way there. His ginger pelt ruffled quietly in the breeze, a purr of cntentment rising from his throat. Ah, this was the life. The apprentice slowed to a walk as he heard familiar voices. With a grin, he headed over to them silently.

They were both facing away from him. Now was the perfect time. Granted, he was still young and they probably already knew he was there. Hey, he could still pretend. Crouching low on all fours he slunk forward toward them as quietly as he could manage. A strong gust ruined his plans however as it blew his scent toward them. Amber eyes glowing with frustration, he chased down a rabbit from the corner of his eye, instead. It was fast, but he had been just a bit quicker. The thud from his landing was the last thing the rabbit heard as Gingerpaw killed it.

Feeling fulfilled, he dragged it over to Beeclaw and Arrowpelt with a grin. "Lovely weather for hunting, isn't it?"

[<--Tangle-->]

Arrowpelt nodded in a very old fasion way. looking at the apprentice he nodded and meowed. " Perfect sized rabbit not to large not to small. you could do better. i could hear you VERY slightly." Arrowpelt's eyes darted away from the apprentice's and warrior.

Arrowpelt was embressed to say it but it was true. the rabbit was slightly bigger than his. growling darkly he slumbed off in a huge puffed out ball of fur. he hated it. he saw a rabbit a foxtail away but didn't care he trotted to wards it before it could turn it's head it was tackled. tho it happen to get away from the fast tom.

[::Tearstar::]

Charmcaster wasnt to far from the baorders of windclan when she saw through the trees members of her clan hunting. She gave a grin and was ready to approach them but she stayed where she was and watched for a few seconds.

[Icewhiska]

Gingerpaw's ear twitched with embarassment as he looked away from Arrowpelt. Although he wouldn't admit it, he was a bit ashamed that he could have done better. However, he masked his shame and nodded, amber eyes locked onto the older warrior. "I'll do better next time." he promised. The young apprentice wasn't really sure why it bothered him. Probably because these cats were respected warriors, and he wanted to be just like them. He wanted to be just like Arrowpelt and Beeclaw.

Of course, telling anyone that would make him look like a silly kit, so he kept it to himself. "So how long have you guys been out here?" he asked, sitting down and wrapping his tail around his large paws. Too distracted by his friends, he didn't hear the other cat that was waiting in the trees.

[<--Tangle-->]

Arrowpelt twisted away from the younger cat's glaze and laughter broke out in his eyes as they lit up. any cat could tell that the warrior was playing the apprentice. stalking off he mumbled shortly. "Gingerpaw take my rabbit back to camp. I'll go... BY MY SELF, and patrol." he stalked off his amber-ish eyes glowing.

(Will contuine with Icewhisker in another thread. XD)

[::Tearstar::]

Charmcaster then saw how Arrowpelt was reacting and then raced in the trees to get a head of him somewhat and when she finally saw him she mewed, "Arrowplet!"

[*bee*]

"Ill come with you Gingerpaw" meowed Beeclaw. She stepped over to Gingerpaw's killed and grabbed it. Rude much as she thought of Arrowstep. Maybe it would be nice to get to know Gingerpaw.

[Icewhiska]

Gingerpaw watched silently as Arrowstep walked away before turning to Beeclaw with a sheepish smile. "Okay, thanks." was his mumbled reply as he picked up Arrowstep's kill. "Tell me something; is he always like that?" the young tom finally voiced his thoughts with a slight shake of his head. Some cats were insuferable. Beeclaw on the other hand seemed fairly nice, and he was glad for the company though he was a moderately quiet cat himself and was shy.

[*bee*]

Beeclaw let out a small chuckle. "Arrowstep has his days but hes a good friend." She paused for a second. "Lets not keep the elders waiting," she meowed. Beeclaw paddled through the brushes toward camp with a rabbit dangling from her jaws.