Roleplayer123 x Glim ☽ (1x1 Warriors RP)

[Roleplayer123]

She yipped in excitement and stalked quickly towards the scent. A brown, yet reasonably small rabbit was nervously nibbling some grass, aware of noises she had made earlier. Creeping forward slowly, she hoped to grab the rabbit from its back-side with a hint of extra surprise. Suddenly lurching forward, she hooked the rabbit's scruff in her claws and dragged it closer, finishing it off with a neck-bite. ''Wow! That was a 'tad' sloppy.'' she commented, happily bringing the rabbit to Swiftleap.

[tūī]

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Swiftleap
Warrior
Male | 25 Moons
Tags; Softwing
Location; Camp

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Swiftleap nodded in agreement. "Nice catch though, I'll get somethi
ng then we can head back." He turned and tasted the air, looking up at a tr
ee he saw a thrush perched on one of the branches. "Great.." He padded up to the tree and dug his claws in firmly. He la
unched up the tree, getting closer to the thrush. Almost slipping at one point, one of his l
egs dangling in the air, but he got back onto the tree. He got to the branch where the thrush was and crept acro
ss, trying not to make himself known. At last, he pounced, grabbing the thrush, but cracking the branch und
er him. With the thrush caught on his claws, he fell to the forest floor, landing with a loud bang.

[Roleplayer123]

''Ok, I'll watch.'' She dropped her mighty catch on the ground and silently followed the tom. As soon as he approached the tree with a single thrush hanging on the branches, she backed away slowly, careful not to step on a twig or leaf that could alert it. She felt her heart skip a beat when he slipped but he managed to pull himself up. She narrowed her eyes and watched as he was on level space and carefully crept forward...
As fast as a squirrel, she was by his side as he had fallen. The thrush had been killed in his claws form the fall alone, and she hoped with every bone in her body he'd be off scot-free. ''Are you ok?'' she asked, almost scared of what would happen if he didn't answer.

[tūī]

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Swiftleap
Warrior
Male | 25 Moons
Tags; Softwing
Location; Camp

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Swiftleap grunted and rose to his paws, shaking feathers from his claws. "Yeah, I'm fine." He murmured, obviously embarrassed.
He glanced down at the bird that had caused him so much trouble. He sighed and glance back at Softwing. "Let's head back now."
The tom picked up his catch and started padding back to camp. The bird hanging in his jaws. At one point a faint breeze flew by,
and he could have sworn he smelt another cat, not from these parts though. Probably a lost kittypet he kept telling
himself, yet he had a deep feeling it was more then that. Swiftleap turned to look at the fae, and through the feathers he
mumbled: "Does something smell different?" He rose his head to sniff the air again, but the scent
was gone. Shaking his head he continued walking.

[Roleplayer123]

She felt a wave of relief go over her. ''Oh thank Starclan.'' At least the bird was dead now and couldn't cause more trouble for the pair. ''Ok, lemme go grab that rabbit.'' She bounded off and returned with the freshly-killed rabbit. Padding beside him, keeping pace, she flicked her ear to let him know she was listening. Momentarily dropping the rabbit and snuffing the air, nothing but a cool breeze of green-leaf hit her nose. ''I don't know, Everything smells fine though.''