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[~*Amber*~]

Spirit

~*Molly-16 moons-Loner*~

Despite her attempt to stay silent...he found her...'He...found me?' she thought, baffled by his skill. Her head wipped around shortly, just realizing how stagnant the air was around them. The wind was her only cover and when it stopped...she was completely exposed. It was as if the rouge slashed his claws through her pride as he sauntered up under the tree she was in. Not only that but he found out her gender....By her...breathing? Most blind cats are unable to live without the aid of others, but this tom blown away any doubts in her mind that a cat who was blind could not be adept in anything. Her huge cerulean blue eyes, lifeless as the ones on a doll, could not be ripped from him. Her eye twitched slightly at his singsong tone of voice, deciding whether or not to smack him when she reached the ground....best to get in range first. She stood, remaining quiet as she did so, stepping down to a lower branch before following said branch to the trunk and shimmying down the trunk halfway before hopping down to his left. She landed in a dainty fashion, paws seeming to emit no sound next to him, but the fallen leaves around her paws shifted as she settled. Whatever was going to happen, she was positive it was going to be interesting.

She took advantage of them being close up to look him over more. He was indeed blind, his slate colored eyes fixated on nothing and their clouded soupy appearance confirmed it one hundred percent to her. His face was on the darker brown side, and the rest was mostly cream, with acceptation to certain points. She inhaled shortly to get his scent for a mental note and immediately regretted that. She was sure he would try to start some witty banter on that, so she spoke before he beat her to it"Listen Doll face," The molly began, giving a pet name to him like he did to her"If you seen as many dogs as I have, you would turn tail to the trees like I do. It was only a coincidence that you were heading my way."Her tone was heavily modulated and even a bit silvery. If he saw her, she was sure he would be surprised at a voice like hers would be coming from such and mangled and ruined body. Though that may be for the best he doesn't see, she wouldn't want to be pegged as something easily manipulated. She rolled her eyes of course before starting again"I stayed in the foliage of the leaves merely because you don't look like Mr. doors always open, come on in Finagin. It's the wilds and I have gotten attacked far too many times to simply step up to the plate to be attacked." She scowled lightly right after she said that, taking a step to the side from the tom before sitting down a fox length away. "I was observing this territory and its inhabitants....they are very... interesting. Not like the others I have seen. Either way it seems you Giggles, stepped in as well...making you just as...-naughty-"She croaked out that last word, doing so well to be cool and composed up until then. She even stuck out her tongue in slight disgust by her saying it, it was like that word moist, she hated it.

Honeypaw threw his head back to look at Deertail, her golden fur unable to hide the heat coming off his ears "I- I was just- you know- just getting pumped, you know- getting ready to do it...." he began breathing in and out "Almost ready...."
A moment passed
"Gonna do it!"
....Another moment passed
"ANY SECOND NOW"
...
"..."
"....."
"Deertail please help me I'm stuck" he hung his head in defeat and spoke quickly and in an ashamed manner

[ColdPast]

Deertail
The tom chuckled. "Sure you were." He smiled."And uh how am I post to help you if you can't help your self?".He sighed. "Try and wiggle your claws free, I guess.".His brows raised he had never had this problem before when he was an app, overall he thought it was lightly funny to see him hang there in defeat.

[~*Amber*~]

Wiggle he did. He flailed his two free paws and his two stuck claws felt like they were being wrenched. He winced and struggled a bit more before one broke loose, and gravity took care of the rest. He fell backwards and onto his back where the wind was knocked out of him. He wheezed and rolled on his side, hearing the bird her was previously trying to get flutter away. His fur was a mess and the bridge of his noise continued to bleed slightly. He curled up slightly in embarrassment, avoiding his mentors gaze. He really was a weakling. He would have just sat there and told his mentor it was useless, but he had a fire in him now...something new that he never felt before. Determination. (subtle undertale ref) "I only scared the bird away... maybe I can get the squirrel..." he said quickly and stood, stalking over to the tree he smelled the squirrel in

[ColdPast]

Deertail
The tom nodded.''Indeed.".He said standing up and stretching, looking at the sun colored time."And now you really do have a reason to see Mistheart.".Deertail muttered, staying where he was, he already caught enough prey today, so he stayed to watch Honeypaw, just in case another incident was to happen.

[~*Amber*~]

(I edited spirits post if you wanna look at it- I just thought I could make it a bit better and funnier XP)

Honeypaw allowed his nostrils to flare slightly as he pinpointed the squirrel again. It moved, but it didn't flee. It was no longer in the tree, but among the roots of a nearby oak. He remained still and took one thing into account, the wind. Thank starclan he was downwind to it, or it would have already ran. He scuttled behind the cover of some bushes, peeking out to see when would it be a good time to strike. Right at this exact moment of course is the best time. Relative to his clanmates, he was moving at a snails pace at the squirrel, not nearly fast enough to catch something so swift and observant. So it was no surprise when the squirrel shot up the tree and away from him. Even then Honeypaw made the dire attempt to scale up the tree, leaping with outstretched claws to cling onto the bark....except he slid down the trunk, his claws making tiny indention in the bark. He slumped on the ground. He looked longingly up the tree with a distant look in his eyes before resting her forehead against the trunk, not really saying anything.

[h e l l o]

ＢＩＲＣＨＦＯＯＴ
The tom wasn't big on talking, and that definitely made this patrol somewhat harder. Usually cats would be a little more talkative and almost do it for him, yet this wasn't the case now. This would probably end up being one of the most boring patrols ever. Granted that the tom preferred hunting patrols, but even he knew it made Vervainclaw somewhat uncomfortable. It wasn't that hard to tell. That being said, maybe suggesting going on a hunt later wasn't the smartest idea. "We don't have to if you two don't want to." He curtly added. Once he reached the border he did his usual, checking the scent, making sure it was still strong, and so on.

ＡＰＰＬＥＨＥＡＲＴ
At this point she hoped her words sounded less nervous than she thought they were. The moment Mistheart said he didn't have to b thanked, Appleheart shook her head. "Of course I have to thank you!" She mrowed, looking toward the tom,"You're one of the best medicine cats this clan has ever had!" She purred. Before she could say anything else, the tom spoke about how he might start living in her den, then asking if she needed any moss or feathers. "Alright, and, well, I suppose. I can always get some moss, though. You don't have to go out of your way for me."

[Coco Bunny]

Alderstar watched Spirit leave, and sighed. Crouching down, he stared back out at the forest.

[Takk]

Vervainclaw ♀|| Warrior ||27 moons||→Birchfoot, Wintersong

She smiled faintly at his attempt to shift for her wellbeing, but it'd be silly to let the whole group waver because of her. "I'll manage, it's a good season for hunting." Making it short and sweet before she follows his lead in checking for scent a bit downwind. Nothing of any threat came to her attention, a stale rabbit scent made her curse for having not left earlier and possibly catching it. Mice, voles, shrews and fish were her most successful catches as of recently but who said she couldn't try for a rabbit. Birchfoot shouldn't have to worry about her lack of confidence, she'd manage just fine..!

[ColdPast]

Deertail
The tom sighed looking at his apprentice, and giving him a quick lick behind his ear."It's fine. You just started training anyways.".The tom smiled, quickly turning his head away and quickly running up the tree, with the squirrel, killing it with in one blow. Slowly jumping down the tree he placed it beside Honeypaw."Do you want to try again or would you rather head back to camp?".His voice soft as he spoke to the young tom, hoping he would agree to stay longer so the tom wouldn't feel ashamed that he didn't catch much.

Wintersong
Wintersong let out a small sigh before looking up at the two cats."What ever you guys would like.".Her voice soft giving the area a quick sniff, her nose scrunched."All I smell is Alderstar, and a strange Lavender scent.".The she-cat shrugged still trying to make out whoever had a scent like that in the clan. The she-cat turned her soft brown gaze away from the two cats and gave another sniff around the boarder.

[Takk]

Vervainclaw ♀|| Warrior ||27 moons||→Birchfoot, Wintersong

Her grey ears flick up at Wintersong, almost offended by her lack of interest in making her own choices. Did she feel left out of the conversation..? Moving closer to pick up the scent she was talking about, hardly able to smell anything but lavender when she got close enough. "It's overpowering... But whatever it was I'm sure our leader can handle it." She mews with some confidence, knowing flowers didn't exactly walk around but it was almost impossible to scent the cat through it.