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Post by Blackstormz on May 17, 2009 14:07:53 GMT -8
Jerking his way through the waters, Impaledtail splashed his now diry paws through the gross marshes. It seemed like eternity since he actually put his paws into something else other than dry land, and not just the type in the forest, but the type in the desert. It felt good for him to once again see how a liquid felt like.
Quickly, the tom twisted his neck in a 90 degree formation, making a small but noticeable crack. Shaking the pain off, he continued on, looking for anything he could devour. The only thing that even came out at this time of day was a robin, chirping endlessly through time.
"Alright, forget it, you're coming down." Impaledtail said to himself as he slowed down to get ready to get the piece of vermin. It wasn't far off, just about 15 foxlengths south-southeast of him. Now the other way, he began to sniff the prey's scent, getting it's exact location. Finding it, he saw it was through some strings of tall grass, jumping around for no appearent reason. Crouching downward, the cat moved toward the robin, at a rather fast pace. |
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Post by Jetstar on May 20, 2009 14:00:43 GMT -8
A black pelt shook in the underbrush not far from where the tom was at, watching as he came slowly towards the other tom. The black tom kept his footfalls as quiet as he could, not wanting to make the bird fly off. Jetstar smiled a little, his confidence high as he waited to see as Impaledtail make the robin quiet its usual singing in the forest. This will be interesting to see, he told himself as he made his way slowly out of the brush and into the open where he could make an interesting call when the warrior was done. This made him a little interested with what was going to happen and how Impaledtail was going to deal with this situation. Jetstar sat down not far from where the warrior was, positive that his scent was not as noticeanle as he hoped so that he wouldn't be found.
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Post by Blackstormz on May 21, 2009 21:16:54 GMT -8
Looking around, he noticed another cat...making a noise that made the robin run away. Muttering under his breath, he started to chase after the vermin. Moving as fast as he could, he jumped over the marshes & pools of swamp water, even though it seemed like they moved in front of him again and again.
However, at some point before his claw reached the robin, the angles of a couple of branches were put into a point where Impaledtail wasn't capable of overpowering. By cause of the branches, Impaledtail caught his legs between a hole and tripped over the rest, landing into a minuscule cave.
That wasn't enough to stop him though. Determined to catch his prey, the tom acceleratedly jumped, attempting to escape the hole. His front paws holding onto the edge, he began to lift his body up, just to the point where he could jump out. |
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Post by Jetstar on May 22, 2009 15:27:24 GMT -8
Shaking his head, Jetstar watched as Impaledtail chased after the bird. He knew that the warrior would never give up, even if something happened to himself in the process. He shook his fur, not really wanting to move till he knew that the other tom have actually caught the bird. He stood up, only so that he would be able to shake his pelt and be able to get a better way of seeing what the tom would be doing. As he waited, it was hard to surpass what he was watching with a smile on his face. Everything seemed different when he watched everything that goes on with his clan mates, even if he was doing something among everyone. He waited, though, wanting to see what would happen with Imaledtail and the robin that was bugging him.
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Post by Blackstormz on May 24, 2009 8:46:16 GMT -8
Finally getting enough focused strength, Impaledtail clawed the roots of the ground and jumped through air itself. It appeared as if the robin had gotten away though, as it had crawled into a tree trunk a few tail lengths away from him.
Oiing to himself, he wiped the dirt off of his claws, and turned toward the cat behind him, observing the scene. Feeling like he had no other purpose here, he began to slowly pad toward him, keeping a neutral state and face. |
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Post by Jetstar on May 26, 2009 17:50:48 GMT -8
He nodded as Impaledtail didn't catch the bird and started coming his way. It never amazed him how some of the warriors in Riverclan knew when to stop when it was time to get something else done. "Its good to see that your skills have shown some strength to the last time I have seen you hunt before, Impaledtail," meowed Jetstar, a strange spark flickering slightly in his eyes. It was a a good way to see how other warriors were when they weren't in the camp and for him to know what the warriors know what to do. It wasn't hard to tell what the other tom would probably do, though it was a little hard to tell also, since he was always not liking what might be going on. |
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