Sticky, gross mud -open-

[Wolfie ☆]

Her mainly white fur was sputtered with mud as she carried a few fish in her jaws, along with a slimy frog. She hated the taste of those creatires. They were slimy and gross. She scrunched up her black nose at the taste. 


It was quite clear by the look in Ravenpool crystal blue eyes that she was uncomfortable.  She hated mud and slimy things. She liked clean and normal. Frogs were not normal. Why had she caught that thing? Oh ya her clan needed prey. She grumbled as she slinked into camp and dropped her catch on the fresh kill pile. She lipped her jaws to remove the taste of frog, before heading to a dry spot to wash off the mud.

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Doing his best to drag a snake under him without tripping, Swiftwing padded silently into the small camp clearing. His paws and much of his forelegs were damp with bog mud, weighing down his lean frame. The weight of the cold blooded creature in his jaws made his neck ache, and Swiftwing was more than happy to drop the heavy thing in the fresh kill pile.

Twisting his head from side to side to rid his neck of it's stiffness, the ebony-pelted warrior noticed Ravenpool sitting in a dusting patch of earth nearby, doing her best to clean her snowy white pelt. Doing a long final stretch of his long limbs, he padded over. "Catch anything good?" Swiftwing said quietly, attempting to clean off the mud in his pelt as well.

[Wolfie ☆]

Ravenpool raised her black and white head as Swiftwing approached her. She flickered her tail in greeting to her denmate as she finished vleaning one leg. She looked up at him and smiled, "Hello, Swiftwing." She mewed gently. She began to clean her flank when he asked her if she caught anything good, "A couple of fish and a frog, although the frog is gross."


Then, her icy glaze turned to Swiftwing.  "I am jealous of your black pelt. The mud does not show as well as it does not me!" She grumbled, all in goood humor though. "What about you? You catch anything worthy?" She asked curiously.

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The tall warrior nodded in the direction of the fresh kill pile. "Just a snake." His typical even tone gave the sense that the catch had been easy. On the contrary, Swiftwing had nearly been bitten by the long reptile before he'd noticed it.

The dark furred warrior had been high in a tree creeping up on a huge osprey when he stepped on something that was decidedly not a tree branch. Luckily for him he'd stepped on it's head, preventing it from sinking it's teeth into his foreleg. Quickly giving it a killing bite while also careful to keep his balance, he managed to kill it; even if the scuffle scared off the osprey in the process. He preferred the taste of the bird versus the snake, but less appealing prey was better than no prey at all.

"It's a meal for a couple of cats, at least."

[Wolfie ☆]

Ravenpool raised her head in surprise. She looked at him with respect and gave him a nod of approval.  "Nice to prey on them, then them preying upon us," she mewed warmly. "One less snake to kill our kits and kin. wonderful job, Swiftwing! You feed the clan and got rid of an enemy! " she purred. 


She turned to clean the last bit of mud from her flank. Then, she look ed at him. She smiled at the tall tom. "I am not a big fan of snake, but someone in this clan is bound to be, just like some like frog," she scrunched up her nose.

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Swiftwing's chest felt heavy with pride. It really felt good to be recognized for his effort; even if he had missed his original target. Outwardly though, he just nodded to Ravenpool, not wanting to give away how pleased he was with the praise. "I hope someone eats it, I would really hate for it to go to waste." He murmured. Swiftwing wasn't a fan of frogs and snakes either, but he'd sooner eat it than let it go bad. For now though, he settled on taking a fat mouse out of the bottom of the pile and taking a large bite hungrily; the ebony furred tom had worked up quite an appetite climbing trees all morning.

[Ravenpool ☆]

Ravenpool smiled as she looked from Swiftwing to the snake. She shrugged, "Dreamstar would not let prey to go to waste, plus I am sire there is some fuzz ball here that would love that strong chewy meat," Ravenpool shrugged. Her icy glaze shifted to the fresh kill pile as she stood and stretched out her muscles. 


She looked back at Swiftwing and leaned forward and licked the bit of mud on his shoulder off. "Would you like to eat with me? I promise not to grab the snake or frog!" She purred, "A mouse or vole sounds good." She asked the dark colored tom.

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Swiftwing nodded, pleased to know his hunt wouldn't be for nothing. He loved nothing more than feeling helpful. Hearing Ravenpool's offer to eat together, the black pelted warrior sat up from his mouse and padded over to the fresh kill pile, pulling a plump vole from the middle. He brought it back to Ravenpool and laid the rodent at her feet. Though he wasn't much of a talker, it still felt good to interact with his clanmates. Quite frequently he worried about seeming cold and unfriendly, silently hoping his quiet nature wasn't off putting.

[Ravenpool ☆]

Ravenpool looked up as Swiftwing jumped to his paws, she felt hurt for a second before she realized he was grabbing her a piece of prey and not just trying to get away from her. She smiled at him. "Oh you didn't have too grab it for me, I could have. Thank you," Ravenpool looked up at him. Her blue glaze shifted to her vole and eached down and took a bite. She smiled as she ate the vole. She loved voles or mice, they were probably her favorite. "So, how have you been, Swiftwing? " she asked before taking another bite of the prey he bought her.