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[Queen_Conker]

She looked at the deputy, ready to head out. She didn't know how to hunt properly, but sh could try, right?

[jaques]

"I mean it." Eagle's Feather meows simply. "If you can't be nice, shut your muzzle."

Echosong saw the group up ahead and placed her tail on his shoulder. "You can do this, OK?"

[fletch]

OOC: Oh. Uhm. Not really. Delicatestep, Delicatefaze, Delicatekiss(haha this one sounds weird) Delicatesoul...

|| Tᴇᴍᴘᴇsᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ||

"Keep up with me and whatever you do--don't stray too far out of sight." With that, Tempestheart trotted ahead and gradually built up speed until she was at a slow run. She burst into the woods, her tail trailing behind her and amber eyes alert. The forest seemed quiet, aside from the occasional crackle of branches and soft breeze.
"Fan out and keep quiet. Use tail signals if you have to."

[Queen_Conker]

She followed the deputy lagging behind. Tail signals? She had no tail, unless a stump would work. She gave her tail a little wiggle, looking at it thoughtfully. She looked at the deputy, then to her mate, then padded away from them as quietly as possible, scenting the air for prey.

[shimmershine43]

(Not really sure where to bring myself into this...)

[jaques]

Ashclaw nods and flanks her at a tail length, ears pushed forward. Stiffing the air her flicked his tail and inched away, telling her to follow him.

Delicatepaw keeps quiet and takes the furthest position, eyes dull.

[WhAt cats are you? I have Hazelfur open.]

[shimmershine43]

(Shiverpaw, the med. cat apprentice.)

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

{ You can join the patrol shimmer. }

Tigerstipe nodded at the orders and looked into his mates eyes before they parted ways to scent the air quietly.

Firefly looked to Eagle's feather. "My-my father is back?"

Thunderstar nodded. "Your right, I can."

[jaques]

"Who else did Echosong run off to chase?" She asked, her striped tail flicking.

Echosong waves her tail and leads him to the group.

[fletch]

|| Tᴇᴍᴘᴇsᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ||

Tempestheart narrowed her eyes but came close to Ashclaw's side. She lifted her chin to see a small bird--a thrush to be exact--perched in an overhanging branch not far off. She inclined her head and then waved her tail to Ashclaw. Silently, the deputy crawled to the trunk of the tree and latched onto it. The bird shook itself, puffing up its feathers but gave no sign it heard her. Quiet as ever, the brown tabby snaked up the tree until she was balancing on the branch it perched.

OOC: Could the Questing cats go to sleep for the night soon? I think it would be cool if Vespy had a 'prior-death' dream. How exactly is he supposed to die?