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Post by Whitemuzzle on Apr 27, 2019 18:33:06 GMT -5
Pantherclaw had a feeling of excitement race through her body as she thought about their planned hunt. Wouldn't it be great if they could bring in a large pheasant? She imagined the looks they'd receive as they brought a big bird into the camp. Soon the wildflower meadow came into view and she stopped on a small rise that overlooked the field. "I wonder where the best place is to wait for any pheasants?"
Post by Whitemuzzle on May 1, 2019 16:12:17 GMT -5
"Sounds like as good a place as any," Pantherclaw replied. "Besides the tall grass should give us ample cover." She started out at a fast pace toward the spot.
Post by Whitemuzzle on May 14, 2019 18:27:37 GMT -5
The fresh smell of the new spring flowers growing in the meadow gave Pantherclaw a good feeling of being alive as she went quickly over to the place they had chosen. She noticed the growing excitement in Sundapple and shared the same feeling with her. This would be so awesome if they could even catch one of these large birds. Upon reaching the spot, the black she cat settled down in the tall grass making plenty of room for her friend. "Now all we have to do is just wait," she mewed softly.
Post by Whitemuzzle on May 29, 2019 17:52:46 GMT -5
It seemed like forever before Pantherclaw heard the flapping of large wings. She crouched lower and trained her eyes to the skies. The excitement building in her chest dashed to the ground when she saw a couple of crows circling around the meadow. "Fox dung!" she hissed. "I thought a pheasant was coming. I hope those crows don't keep them from coming."
Post by Whitemuzzle on Jun 3, 2019 18:31:29 GMT -5
The crows continued to circle around the two cats until Pantherclaw grew nervous. "I wonder if they think were dead," she meowed. Both had been quite still while they watched for the pheasants to come. Just then one of the crows dived down toward Sundapple.
