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Post by racer on Sept 12, 2021 21:49:39 GMT -5
This patrol has been sent to gather prey along SunClan's border with DayClan, when things go.... amiss. This is for the ongoing SunClan plot, so please respond in a timely manner :3 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mythosseraphim -- Honeystorm Dancinglight -- Flurryofstars Earthquake -- @lore Carnagepanic -- Cleaver Freckledpaw -- @ian Reza -- ѕнαdow✩
Post by Honeystorm on Sept 12, 2021 21:54:38 GMT -5
He was simply sniffing for prey when he caught the scent of a rabbit and darted off. But he barely got more than half a dozen paces when he suddenly disappeared in the shadow of a bush. It wasn't a shadow after all, but a hole, in actuality. One that no one had apparently noticed until well, Mythosseraphim fell right into it. There was a distinct crunching sort of noise as he landed with a thud. Before anyone could lean over to check on him, if they even noticed he'd darted a few paces away quite yet, the screams started.
Carnagepanic was overcome with embarrassment as he stared at the pile beneath the tree. He'd caught a mouse earlier and buried it for later before chasing off after new scents. At some point, he must have gotten confused, because he smelled another mouse and chased it right back here.... to the same tree. It was the same mouse.
As he backed away from the prey, grateful no one had been watching, he heard a sudden scream. Carnagepanic whipped around with his dappled fur on end. "Are you okay?" he yowled, his paws rooted to the ground, torn between fleeing and running to help.
This was finally something that he was good at. Recently, it seemed like all of his training had been dedicated to learning new fighting techniques, and the Sun God himself must have known that Freckledpaw was not meant for the fight. He had just successfully caught a small rabbit of his own when he heard the yowl. Instantly, the tom's ears pricked towards the noise, and he found himself unwillingly moving towards the noise. He didn't want to; Freckledpaw would much rather go on and pretend that nothing had happened, but he figured that would get himself into more trouble than its worth. He sighed around the rabbit before dashing in the direction of Carnagepanic's call.
Once he was closer, he dropped the rabbit to the side and closed the distance between he and the other tom. "What happened?" he mumbled.
Post by Honeystorm on Sept 24, 2021 0:07:27 GMT -5
"IT HURTS!!!! HELP ME!" Were the only words one could make out from wherever Mythosseraphim had fallen. And as time went on, the screams seemed to lessen, until they were entirely gone, and all that would be left was an eerie silence, and as one approached where he'd fallen, the very distinct sounds of scuttling and slithering from the bottom of the hole...
"I--I don't, I don't know," the warrior mumbled. He couldn't flee now, not with the apprentice watching, so he dragged his paws forward and searched for the source of the screams. They were becoming fewer and quieter, and by the time he located the hole the warrior had fallen into, the screams cut out entirely.
His breath grew rapid. Whatever was down there he didn't want to find out.
"We... we should go," he rasped. Mythosseraphim must be dead. "Littlestar can send a patrol to warn the Regime of... of whatever's down there." @ian
