A Whisper In My Ear~ (Kat)

[xx snakey]

Ravenscar hissed. Why was he all the way over here? Oh yeah, because his clan needed prey and the plains were barren. Guilt stabbed him in the chest hard. Ghostwalker had told him to check here, he was over at the abandoned farm right now with Dapplepaw! Ravenscar had nothing to fel guilty about, but he still did. Snarling silently he stalked along, his lips parted to let the scents of the worldaround him drift in. This place reeked of prey. He moved along, silently, like a snake in the grass. His shoulder was still stiff from his run in with Dawnpaw at the battle, but he tried to ignore it. He could see fluffy brown shapes ahead and the scent of rabbit was making his empty stomach growl. He paused, his haunches wagging slightly as he built up power in his hind quaters, preparing to spring.

But something else came crashing out of the bushes, scattering the prey everywhere. Ravenscar hissed, his fur fluffed in surprise as his cornsilk yellow eyes tried to track the appration. It was fumbling about over it's own two paws, trying desperately to catch one of the rabbits, but was missing by a mile. Soon all the prey had disappeared down it's holes and Ravenscar was bounding out of the bushes, tail bristling to the stip and his fur ruffled. "What in the name of Starclan are you doing? He yowled, his normally friendly yellow eyes angry slits.

[Kat :)]

The wind ruffled his pelt gently as he stalked, trying to keep his paw steps as light as he could, though with his powerful shoulders it was hard. He could scent the rabbits up ahead, though he couldn't see them. His haunches swayed a bit more then they should have, and when he pounced, the first thing he did was step on a twig,t hen skid over some pebbles and crash into the clearing wher teh rabbits were, already they were scattering though. Paperclaw tried to recover but only ended up flopping aorund like a fish. He was so glad there was no one there to see his disaster as he sat up, smoothing his ruffled pelt with embarrassment burning his fur.

What in the name of Starclan are you doing? a voice called and Paperclaw whipped around, claws out and slapped the intruder across the muzzle with one swift paw. He rose to his full height, though surprised to find the tom was a bit taller then him and smelling of Windclan. He puffed up his fur, trying to look more impressive, since this cat probably witnessed his disasterous hunt. "That depends. What are you doing?" He tried to keep his voice from cracking, but his nervousness slipped through. If this cat opened his mouth at a gathering and let this incident slip out, he'd be ruined! Paperclaw shook his head mental, trying to clear thoughts like that and forcus on the new comer.