Open Prompt CASES UNDER THE BED - Egg snatching

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51
3
Freshkill
135
Nickname
mags / magnolia
Pronouns
she/her
Played by
carat

Magnoliapeak isn't sure what has possessed her, but she's already up here. It had been a typical successful hunting patrol; the prey had been drawn out perhaps by some combination of nice weather and preparation for the hibernation months ahead. They'd nearly made it back to the edges of the ravine when the angry cries of a thrush overhead had snatched Magnoliapeak's attention. On a branch with a height that nestled it perfectly among the foliage she spots a nest, and though she's not typically easily goaded into dares the success from this patrol has sparked a good mood in the warrior.

The dilute tortoiseshell scales the trunk easily, dodging a few swoops from the angry bird as it shrieks and dives at her. She only recoils once, knowing that any major dodge would result in her losing her grip and plummeting to the unforgiving roots below. Magnoliapeak reaches the nest easily, and is satisfied to find unhatched eggs inside. They are a brilliant turquoise shade with speckles of brown all over. Temptation overcomes the warrior. Despite the screeching of the thrush as it swoops and dives and panics in unpredictable patterns around her, she pokes at the eggs before grasping one delicately between her jaws.

She manages to fit two in her mouth, though likely making herself look like an over encumbered squirrel in the process, and pulls back to begin her descent back to the ground when the thrush dives on her again. Magnoliapeak hisses around her mouthful of shell as the bird crashes into her. The light creature does not do much to push her, but it does slightly unbalance Magnoliapeak who becomes suddenly aware of how high up she is compared to her clanmates who are still on the floor below.

  • feel free to have your characters on the hunting patrol or joining her in the tree or just watching! :D prompt for event :3 104: attempt to steal eggs from a bird nest
  • MAGNOLIAPEAK she/her, thunderclan, twenty-three moons.
    shorthaired dilute tortoiseshell with amber eyes.
    mentored by her parents (informal), mentoring sandpiperpaw
    sister of hyacinthrain and honeysucklecry; daughter of hazelheart x bracken (rip)
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline and tag when attacking pls!
    penned by carat / ccaarraatt on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
 
juniper
"and this time, she won't be forgiving"
there is a chipmunk fastened between her jaws, a non-too-large piece of prey but plenty enough to offer to their youngest members as another introduction to meat. she is satisfied with her contribution and prouder of her clan-mates still, who all carry their own prizes as a promise to keep their clan-mates' bellies full. Magnoliapeak veers off, an uncharacteristic departure from rigid duty and scowl-faced certainty; Juniperstar doesn't let her wander off too far, beckoning to the rest of their patrol to halt, to watch.

the spotted tabby drops her prey on the floor, lifting her head to squint up at the she-cat as she scales the sturdy bark of a tree like she has been tasked to do so by StarClan themself. she is quick, plastered as closely to the trunk as she can even in the face of swooping birds and makes it up to a sturdy branch where a bundle of woven sticks outline a nest. "What are you doing?" it seems dangerous, but the anxious fluttering of those adult birds suggests her warrior has found something of a delicacy to steal.

her ears sit forward, suddenly quite interested in this operation to secure such a delicate snack. "Be careful," she implores, more so out of nervous habit than a question of Magnoliapeak's skills.


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  • juniperstar
    leader of thunderclan
    seven lives remain
 
Serpentberry clasps herbs, not prey, in her jaws as she rounds Juniperstar's side. Sure, she could fatten up the fresh kill pile like the rest of them - but what if her stores? These cats will thank her when they're ill and she has the exact remedy for it. Or... when they get cocky and scale trees for some useless treasure up above.

"It's a little late to warn her, love," she speaks with the same silken poison as always, but the careful ear can hear the ire she nearly spits out. As much as she likes - and dislikes - Magnoliapeak, she much prefers it when the molly isn't endangering herself. The medicine cat detests the idea of having to share a space with her lover's kin, especially with how the warrior's sharp tongue rivals her own. Serpentberry leans back, seating herself on her haunches. Her bundle of leaves and stems are rested loosely by her paws as she looks back up towards Magnoliapeak, admittedly watching with some idea of amusement. Hey, if she doesn't fall, then this is at least entertaining.
 
BRINDLEFEATHER ──
thunderclan | forager
Curiously, Brindlefeather watches Magnoliapeak from the forest floor below. What are you doing? Juniperstar asks her; Brindlefeather voices his own concern with a shake of his head. "I can help, if you need," He offers softly. Though the angered bird is hardly an obstacle for a full-grown cat, he's worried she'll slip, which is all it would take to tumble down to the ground and get herself hurt. Padding closer to the tree trunk, Brindlefeather sits in waiting should he be called upon, though a look of amusement flashes across his face as he gets a better look at Magnoliapeak's egg-stuffed cheeks. He'll hold back his laughter for now, at least until she's safely reached the ground.
maybe we'll turn it all around 'cuz it's not too late

  • ooc:
  • "speaking" | thinking | action
 


He had no idea what Magnoliapeak was doing but he absolutely wanted to do it himself at some point, probably when no one was looking so he could practice and get really good at climbing so he can show off later.
"That bird is kicking your tail!" Leafpaw's voice squeaks up next to his mother as he goes to stand alongside her, peering up at the pale spotted molly being berated by a bit of angry prey. It took a moment for him to be able to tell what had upset it so much other than cats not supposing to be that high; maybe it was a bird thing. Birds liked up, cats were down - that was just kind of how it was. It was then he noticed the rounded cheeks and glimpse of eggshell white between the others teeth. Eggs? Really? Why grab those when the tasty bird was right there? "You gotta wait for them to hatch before we can eat'em!" The apprentice cried out helpfully, but made no move to go toward the tree. You were out of your mind if you thought he was gonna get pecked for no reason, but it seemed none of the other cats present were going to either. Brindlefeather offered assistance, lot of good that'd do when Magnoliapeak's mouth was so full she probably couldn't reply. Juniperstar asked she be careful, already failed that and his mother agreed - her own unamused stare up mimicked on his own tiny, scrunched up face.

ooc info here.

I am left standing on the edge - wondering how we got this far
Leafpaw

— apprentice of thunderclan
— He/Him
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Chocolate tortoiseshell with olive green eyes.
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