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Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Feb 24, 2019 15:54:59 GMT -5
Aconite rolled the plump mouse around on the ground under her paw. Her piercing eyes seeming to see through he prey and into the world below. As if she was lost in some distant place. she didn't like change and she needed to clear her head. Tossing the no longer appetizing mouse back on the pile she turned towards the forest. She needed air. fresh clean air.
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POSTEDFeb 27, 2019 4:27:20 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
"Care for company?" He asked as he seamlessly slid into step with her, not directly beside her but instead falling at her right flank. Hansel's baby blue eyes beamed at her, dusty brown pelt twitching over his skin as he struggled to contain the energy that wanted to escape. The tom obviously having just come from some heavy strain activity, something that required him needed to let off steam. Which was why he had taken the opportunity to tag along with Aconite.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Feb 27, 2019 15:20:21 GMT -5
“If you insist” she meowed only casting him a sideways glance. She would accept his presence but it didn’t mean she had to like it. She was much more a loner it seemed than a team player. “You look as though you could use a hint. Strange with so much prey in these areas. They practically walk up to your claws” she attempted to joke.
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POSTEDMar 1, 2019 3:22:38 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
He gave her a secretive little smile, Hansel deciding to let her assumption that he had been off hunting go on by. "Ah well you know, sometimes it's just not your day." Not untrue for him in this instance. The Siamese had indeed had no luck in his task, which made him wonder if his time in the league was making him lax. "I'd be grateful for some assistance, together we could probably snatch one of the seabirds from the sky."
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Mar 2, 2019 15:13:46 GMT -5
"Seabird." she echoed realizing she had paid the white plumed creatures little mind. "Perhaps you are right. With some... team work... we may yet prevail." She herself was much more interested with the white headed black beast of a bird that seemed to fend off crows as it tried to hunt across the sea. Its talons looked sharp and his eyes piercing as it considered herself and her league mates as possible meals. She felt an adventure in watching them and yet feared their possible decision to hunt cat. "Perhaps I will also try my paws in fishing. I have never tried." she turned their trek towards the far ever water facing side of the island.
