[ RavenFlight ] [ 26 moons ] [ Warrior ] [ Sitting in camp ] [ Apprentice: none ] [ Tags: none ] [ Single ]
She sat silently as they were dismissed, she hadn't been called for anything and having no apprentice to take out for hunting or training she saw this as a simple off day for her. Or at least until something popped up and she was needed, or for perhaps a later patrol in the day. Standing she stretched each leg in turn, tightening the muscles and then relaxing them and shaking her ebony pelt out until she was completely limber. Walking to the fresh kill pile she picked up a a plump vole for herself she grasped it between her jaws and walked away a few steps before settling down. Biting into the vole she slowly ate, between bites her green orbs observed camp and ears perked for everything.
[ Tigerwhisker ] [ 28 moons ] [ Warrior ] [ Heading for Patrol ] [ Apprentice: none ] [ Tags: Dustyedge, Bearclaw, Whitewing ] [ Single ]
He lay on his back in her den, moss strewn about and his nest left in bits scattered here and there. He usually didn't move in his sleep, keeping to a neat ball or his legs buckled beneath him and head bowed in a peaceful rest. But he had been restless last night, constantly twisting and turning even talking in quiet mumbles as he slept. But now he awoke, confused on his position and sat up looking around the empty den. A scrap of moss stuck just behind his ear and he quickly shook his head, flinging it across the den to land among another nest. Looking to where his nest should have been he saw it spread out and tore up, with a sigh he began gathering it back together and forming a new one that he could hopefully keep together.
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Done fixing his nest, he stepped out and headed towards the gathering barely just in time to hear everything that was said by Echostar. He was just heading for the fresh kill pile to stop his stomach from rumbling when Dustyedge was calling him for patrol, with one last glance at the pile he turned and headed towards him. Focusing on anything but the thought of a meal he came to stand beside bearclaw, looking to Dustyedge "I'm ready when you are" he said dipping his head.
She sat silently as they were dismissed, she hadn't been called for anything and having no apprentice to take out for hunting or training she saw this as a simple off day for her. Or at least until something popped up and she was needed, or for perhaps a later patrol in the day. Standing she stretched each leg in turn, tightening the muscles and then relaxing them and shaking her ebony pelt out until she was completely limber. Walking to the fresh kill pile she picked up a a plump vole for herself she grasped it between her jaws and walked away a few steps before settling down. Biting into the vole she slowly ate, between bites her green orbs observed camp and ears perked for everything.
[ Tigerwhisker ] [ 28 moons ] [ Warrior ] [ Heading for Patrol ] [ Apprentice: none ] [ Tags: Dustyedge, Bearclaw, Whitewing ] [ Single ]
He lay on his back in her den, moss strewn about and his nest left in bits scattered here and there. He usually didn't move in his sleep, keeping to a neat ball or his legs buckled beneath him and head bowed in a peaceful rest. But he had been restless last night, constantly twisting and turning even talking in quiet mumbles as he slept. But now he awoke, confused on his position and sat up looking around the empty den. A scrap of moss stuck just behind his ear and he quickly shook his head, flinging it across the den to land among another nest. Looking to where his nest should have been he saw it spread out and tore up, with a sigh he began gathering it back together and forming a new one that he could hopefully keep together.
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Done fixing his nest, he stepped out and headed towards the gathering barely just in time to hear everything that was said by Echostar. He was just heading for the fresh kill pile to stop his stomach from rumbling when Dustyedge was calling him for patrol, with one last glance at the pile he turned and headed towards him. Focusing on anything but the thought of a meal he came to stand beside bearclaw, looking to Dustyedge "I'm ready when you are" he said dipping his head.
