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Maskedknight had nearly jumped out of his fur when he'd gone through the twoleg bag that had wound up on SpringClan's territory a day ago to find what looked like a giant spider. Furry and black and big.
But after closer inspection and some prodding, he'd discerned that no. It was in actuality a toy. It didn't move when he touched it, nor did it react when he picked it up.
It was still kind of terrifying and realistic despite it's large size (well minus the bright orange markings on it's abdomen). But he didn't need it scaring any cats in SpringClan.
But perhaps he could have some fun despite the tough times in SpringClan?
Maskedknight picked up the spider toy and darted towards the border SpringClan shared with SummerClan. Admittedly it smelled weirder than usual and cats seemed to be out at night rather than during the day (but he guessed with nights getting longer they were maybe just trying to optimize productivity perhaps?). But regardless there was the possibiltiy that them being up at night rather than during the day meant he'd be more likely to make them think the spider was real.
Once he crossed over he quickly rolled it around in the dirt getting his scent off of the toy as much as possible and left it there, innocently, at the base of a tree just near the beach of the lake.
Then Maskedknight crossed back into his territory proper and settled down to wait.
Post by complacentdevil on Oct 30, 2021 17:13:10 GMT -5
Wildpaw was just the cat to be wandering out and about at night. While Nightclan was forcing her clanmates to stay awake at odd times, she always had been up at bizarre times doing honestly bizarre things. No one was up to ever stop her, so she kept doing what she was good at- sneaking out and having herself a good time. Tonight was like any other for her. Her dark black tabby pelt kept her hidden. When she spied the fuzzy legs sticking up from a tree stump she gave a smile, this was the best part of this moon so far. Even if she wasnt spooked by it, she could use it against one of those snobby Nightclanners. It was a treat she could get the most out of.