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Where is it?! Orange speckled nose twitching, her eyes darted around her lower surroundings. Idiot! With her thoughts, her front right paw stomped the ground. Honeywraith's amber gaze flared with frustration. She was a forgetful cat by nature, that she knew, but she never ceased to amaze even herself. She hunted earlier and hid her catch, but was then distracted by clanmate she had just been dying to chat up. Time slipped and with her head, it shouldn't have been so much of a shock that she forgot where she put it. Honeywraith did it quickly, and knowing herself well, carelessly. Come on. Remember! The willful type, the black she-cat stood and continued to try and sniff it out.
"Something wrong Honeywraith?" Smallspiral asked padding up to the other she cat coming over with a small fish in her mouth. She set the catch down to speak better. "You seem distressed," She noted.
She hardly noticed Smallspiral approach at first, so fixated on her search that when the voice became clearer she couldn't help but jump a bit in reaction. How embarrassing for another to stumble upon her now. Honeywraith only met the other she-cat's gaze for a few seconds before looking away and shrugging. "I uh... can't remember where I buried the shrew I caught earlier." There was no point in trying to hide it. She wondered if Smallspiral saw her little fit too. She hated the thought of if she did.
Smallspiral tilted her head and nodded, "Okay, well let's see if we can't find it?" She suggested resting her tail on Honeywraith's shoulder. "Why not retrace your steps? Surely if we go along we can find where the ground was disturbed and find where you buried it."
