{$title} hunting pelts for the colder moons ahead

From three kits by his side to none and now, suddenly, one again. It was... strange. Not unpleasant, but awkward in a way he couldn't quite place. His amber gaze shifted sideways for a moment, watching Gravel as she walked beside him. Then, with a flick of his tail, he looked ahead once more. The journey was long, but the mission was simple: hunt. Prey with fur, something soft and warm for the colder moons. He exhaled slowly, a quiet sigh escaping him before he finally spoke. " Spread out. " he ordered, voice firm but even. " Stay clear of the borders. We're not here to stir conflict. "
His eyes narrowed slightly as he swept his gaze over the group. " Focus on prey with thick pelts. Mice, squirrels, rabbits if you're lucky. We're stocking up for leafbare, not chasing shadows. " A pause. " No fighting. No bickering. We're here to work. Don't waste my time with petty distractions. " His gaze lingered on Gravel for just a moment longer than the others, offering her a single, quiet nod.
" Let's see what you can do, Gravel. " he said, tone lighter but still edged with expectation. " Show me how you hunt. I'll give pointers when needed. " With a flick of his ear, he turned back toward the brush, ready to see if this daughter of his had any claws worth sharpening.
___________________ I DON'T FORGIVE, I DON'T FORGET
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A wound's a warning, a debt is a debt. ___________________
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COALSTRIKE he/him, shadowclanner, sixty-six moons.
☆ a lh black cat dangerous amber eyes. has a mane around his head, is huge [ grandiose ]
☆ mentoring vanillapaw
☆ loyal to sable, despises thunderclan
☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
☆ penned by lion ↛ lionharted on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
OOC: FIND WHAT YOU NEED HERE!
Time to hunt for PELTS! Coalstrike will be more satisfied with seeing you return with furred mammals rather than birds, but alas! Food is food