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[Dawnsong]

Dawn lay in the sun, soaking up the warmth amidst the air that was turning colder as the days went on. She wasn't starving nor was she full, but she focused on the feel of the world around her rather than the uncomfortable ache in her stomach which had been there for a while. Worrying about the dwindling prey that would only grow scarcer as leaf-bare approached, herbs that would not grow again until new-leaf, it would do her no good. Instead, she absorbed her surroundings, listening to the wind in the trees, distant birds and bugs, and the sharing of tongues by cats around her.

 

[TOWERING OAK]

⋆˚𖣂° HAS THE MEMORY GONE, ARE YOU FEELING NUMB?

"Is the quiet nice over here?" Towering Oak wandered closer to the pale tabby with a leisurely gait despite the nipping tensions encroaching under their noses.

White-dipped paws hesitate after a moment, tilting his head in thought. "Well, I suppose I interrupted the quiet that was here... Apologies." He isn't concerned Dawnsong would be very distraught to have appeared in her lonesome, however, having regarded the molly to be a kind cat unless truly provoked.

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  founding colonist
  gnc afab [he/him]
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  unfortunate fodder
  
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[Lovebug!]

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Lovebug, still excitable despite the scarcity of prey and painfully oblivious to the quiet tension permeating the group, burst onto the scene, golden eyes bright and cheerful. She had just returned from hunting, and actually had something to show for her efforts—a miserable looking toad, yeah, but it was her first catch! She was nearly on her way to becoming a legendary warrior already!

Skidding to a halt in front of Dawn and Towering Oak, unintentionally interrupting their conversation, she presented the toad proudly. She had already ran around and practically thrown it in everyone else's faces, much to their displeasure—these two were her next targets. "Look! My first catch!" She eagerly puffed out her chest, awaiting their responses.

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[Dawnsong]

Dawn was surprised by Towering Oak's approach, but she meowed a greeting to her clanmate regardless. "Yes, it was lovely." She gave a quiet laugh as he realised that he'd interrupted it.

She was about to ask him how his day had been when Lovebug skidded to a halt before them. "What a lovely catch." She purred to the excited apprentice. Dawn didn't want to hurt the poor thing's feelings and prey was prey with the scarcity.

Dawn huffed internally. She'd only gone a few minutes before bringing back the negativity. She watched to see if the young one would zoom off to another group or stay to chat.

Either way, after a moment she would turn back to Oak and ask him, "Do you remember what your first catch was? I believe mine was a mouse."

 

[Swaying Willow]

𖧧 "Ya better savor that little bugger, kid," Swaying Willow warns with a not unkind rumble in her throat, "Pond-hoppers and scaley things won't be so common once the snow comes down thick." She strolls to sit by Towering Oak's side, a familiar press to his flank by hers. She didn't want to discourage Lovebug, catching prey at all was impressive for one still wet behind the ears in these conditions. "There'll be plenty come Newleaf, though."

She raises a coy eyebrow toward Dawn, "Now, I'm not sure about his first catch, but I'm confident sayin' that his best catch was yours truly." She snorts at herself, perhaps the wan sunlight has warmed her fur enough to relax a little today.

𖧧 NOTHING WRONG WHEN... A SONG ENDS... IN A MINOR KEY...

• ooc:
• 𖧧 swaying willow - founding colony member - fourty four moons - (amab) she/her - mated with towering oak, mother of tussle- a longhaired black and white cat with hazel eyes. athletic and hardy, but dwindling prey has taken a visible toll on her physicality.
  
  - brisk and bold as the first winds of leaf-fall, willow cares not for humming and hawing. a woman of action who doesn't mind getting her paws dirty, and respects anyone with a good head on their shoulders + the willingness to act accordingly.
• penned by eezy