Username: Demonic.Canine.
Cat Name: White’Wrath
Gender: Male
Rank: Thegn
Clan: ZenithAge: 25 Moons
Prompt: Your hunting, it’s been quite a scarce and dry season, this has caused the majority of your clan’s resources to dry up or migrate to more enriched areas. Pressure from your leader, Lost’Star makes you feel obligated to be the cat to bring home some food for him. Of course, the top ranks always get fed first. What a sham! If I catch it, I should be the one to eat it! In the middle of your thoughts, you hear a twig snap which brings your attention north of your position. With an already watering jaw at the thought of something other than bones to eat, you lower yourself to get a proper listen. The sound of chittering! It’s some kind of rodent- yes! Before you get too ahead of yourself, you ground yourself and pull your senses to locate the meal. Screw Lost’Star and his well-fed belly, a warrior could eat.
At the corner of your eye, you catch it. There it is! It has a bit of an odd scent- but who cares, it’s food! You quickly spring from your crouch and run at the critter who doesn’t seem to move even a hair. Odd? Upon pouncing, claws out and mouth drooling, you suddenly bite into a piece of cardboard. Gah! Some two leg contraption! After the piece was knocked down, a small trigger was set off and some
weird sounds came from the phony squirrel.