TALLEARS
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where hunting patrol · with scorchfur, bramblepool, brittlepaw
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where hunting patrol · with scorchfur, bramblepool, brittlepaw
- indentThe trek through the desert to the ground squirrel tunnels was arduous, more so than usual with Brittlepaw's poor handling of herself. The apprentice was either trailing or stumbling, and with her mentor at her side it meant the entire patrol slowed lest it be divided. Tallears followed Scorchfur closely as he'd been directed, keeping an ear out for the scuffling of prey claws or predatory birds. There was little noise outside of their own pawsteps and the-- again --labored breathing of Brittlepaw. He was inclined to tell Bramblepool to take better care of his apprentice, but opted to stay silent. Mind his own business.
indentThe patrol passed under the shade of sparse trees and Tallers was grateful for the reprieve from the glaring heat of the sun. The dry rustling of the foliage, at least, masked the sounds he'd been dealing with on the way over.
indentTallears had his attention on the ground squirrel tunnels before he was asked, and his ears twitched with his focus. By rights, the others would have been able to hear the small hearts beating were the squirrels not driven underground by the heat. "There are a few burrowing, there and there." Tallears flicked his tail in three directions, each a spot where he could hear claws underground, and moved forward to another. "Here."