FallClan {Warrior Cat RP} Accepting!

[foxes.]

Forestheart finished her squirrel and looked up at teh morning sky for a moment and bounded towards the camp entrance.(ive noticed forest spends most of her time hunting O.ee)She strode to the rigth and looked at the leafy ground.She crouched down and followed the scent of a sparrow.She stalked forward and snatched its tail,then killed it quickly.She buiried it under some ferns and continued to her favorite hunting spot,the beech tree.She hid amognst the roots and cought a thrush and a gray squirrel.She picked up her sparrow with her other prey and set them down on the fresh kill pile and paced up and down the camp looking bored.

[Wileyfangs]

"Hey Forestheart!" Ravenkit called.I hope she can help me... She thought

[foxes.]

Forestheart turned around and padded over to Ravenkit. "Whats up?" she asked.

[Wileyfangs]

Ravenkit skidded to a halt in front of Forestheart.
"I smelled something strange near the nursury but since I can't see I was wondering if you could help me." She explained

[Wileyfangs]

((Helloz?)

[foxes.]

Forestheart thought for a moment. "Sure!" she meowed,and padded over to the nursery.She sniffed the air and sat down with a confused look on her face.

[Wileyfangs]

"What's wrong Forestheart?" Ravenkit asked. She knew she could smell something. It smelled horrible almost like rotten magpie, but there was a cat scent on it too.

[foxes.]

"I smell it,but i cant identify it,which irritates me alot."She meowed.Wonder what it could be? she thought.


EDIT** (e.e i think i need to type faster,or forest needs to get her scent mode on)

[foxes.]

"OH! thats what it is.Man im mouse-brained e.e" she meowed.She followed the scent to the entrance and to a rotten log.She saw something revolting and flattened her ears in disgust. "found it" she called.Sure enough it was a rotten magpie,just like Ravenkit had said.

[Wileyfangs]

((Ravenkit's blind so she can only rely on her smell))

"Yuck! What a horrible stench!" Ravenkit mewed as she padded near Forestheart. Her ears flattend at the sound of a hiss in the log.