jaggedpaw • apprentice • tags; koifang
Jaggedpaw grinned once again, eager to find this mouse he could scent. Following his mentor's instructions, he lifted his tail a few inches above the ground. Jaggedpaw could see the mouse through the bushes, and he lightly crawled toward it, his tail swishing silently through the air. For a moment, the apprentice crouched and watched the mouse, and when he thought it was the right time, he lunged. Unfortunately, he miscalculated his landing, and ended up on his side, the mouse going limp underneath his furry body. "Great StarClan," he muttered, ears lowering in shame. His first kill, and this was the way he did it. Jaggedpaw stood, and to his surprise, little blood had escaped from the mouse. It looked decent enough to bring back to the camp. Jaggedpaw turned and looked up at Koifang, feeling quite ashamed.