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Fishing had been too dull as of late. Sitting by the river's shore with his paw in the water simply waiting for something to happen wasn't his style. So today Rushingtide takes it to some land-hunting, fluffed-up brown tail much similar to that of the squirrel he stalks. It scurries around the forest floor, digging nuts out of the snow-covered ground. It is a rather amusing sight, he has to admit. But he'd better not waste too much time watching it rather than actually hunting it.
Does this squirrel have a family?
The Riverclanner doesn't let the question linger on his mind before he leaps from the undergrowth, claws outstretched. But his brief distraction shows as the tiny creature escapes his grasp and skitters away. He clicks his tongue, brows furrowing before he gives chase. If he's not quick enough then up a tree it will go and that's that. . . and all the prey in the area will be gone too, with all the noise he's making. Rushingtide hastens his pace, striking before the squirrel can climb one of the many pine trees around them. He drags the squirrel down with him, kicking up snow as they fall. It's a messy kill, but it's a kill nonetheless. The chocolate-furred tom shakes the snow off his pelt, the prey grasped in his jaws.
Does this squirrel have a family?
The Riverclanner doesn't let the question linger on his mind before he leaps from the undergrowth, claws outstretched. But his brief distraction shows as the tiny creature escapes his grasp and skitters away. He clicks his tongue, brows furrowing before he gives chase. If he's not quick enough then up a tree it will go and that's that. . . and all the prey in the area will be gone too, with all the noise he's making. Rushingtide hastens his pace, striking before the squirrel can climb one of the many pine trees around them. He drags the squirrel down with him, kicking up snow as they fall. It's a messy kill, but it's a kill nonetheless. The chocolate-furred tom shakes the snow off his pelt, the prey grasped in his jaws.
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WARRIOR OF RIVERCLAN
he / him, cismale
17 moons old, ages on the 14th.
adder x wavesong, littermate to crescentmoon
older brother of salmonkit, otterkit, foamkit, piranhakit, troutkit andshellkit
"SPEECH" // THOUGHTS // INTERACTIONpenned by nocthymia