Snowy hunting-Patrol

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Rosepaw grinned, and smiled at her mentor, it was only recently she had been taught, but Rosepaw knew she could catch the squirrel. Rosepaw went into a hunting crouch, the tip of her tail curling up, as her tail lightly lashed back and forth, ruining her otherwise okay hunting posture.
“Lemme show you!”Rosepaw mewed excitedly.

               Rosepaw opened her mouth, being one of the first steps she knew in getting prey. Rosepaw was almost overwhelmed, when the scent of squirrel suddenly flooded her mouth. She had heard the squirrel, but she hadn’t expected it to be so close. Rosepaw advanced forward, creeping up on it, staring at the squirrel under the shade of the conifer. Rosepaw felt the chilly snow slightly melted as she walked on it. Rosepaw’s grin turned to a smirk, it would have been nicer if the snow was dense and packed, and hard to trample. But Rosepaw did find it easier now the the snow melted under her paws instead of crunching under them.

 Rosepaw was just far enough to catch the squirrel, but instead she unsheathed her claws, and took another step. However she stepped didn’t notice until she stepped on a root, it popped up from the ground making her trip. The squirrel perked it’s tiny ears up, saw her, and ran to the tree. Rosepaw caught herself, and pushed off the root with her back paws, chasing after the squirrel. The squirrel reached the tree, hurrying up the base. Rosepaw took off from ground sinking her front claws into the tree. Her back paws scuffled against the tree in an attempt to give her leverage, the squirrel itself was far above her, but she bared her teeth and nipped the squirrel’s tail. The squirrel loudly squeaked as it was dragged down with one of Rosepaw’s claws. Rosepaw bit one on the squirrel’s back now that it was far enough to kill, Rosepaw felt the squirming squirrel finally go limp.

                Rosepaw’s left claw lost balance, falling down to the snow holding the squirrel. Rosepaw left a hole in the snow, poking her head out of the clump swiftly, Rosepaw shook the snow out of her pelt, though some remained. Rosepaw walked over to Dapplefur, puffing out her chest proudly as she held the squirrel in an overjoyed manner, before placing it on the ground.
“Caught it!"

Oakpaw followed after Dapplefur and Hailrush as they began to move out of camp. He had begun to daydream, though not to his astonishment. He tried to focus on the patrol once more. He halted when Dapplefur directed the rest of the patrol to split up, which for a moment he was confused about the decision. Shouldn't they stick together, as a group? Though, the tom did know it was a good strategy for getting more done. He nodded in agreement to Dapplefur's decision and turned himself toward Hailrush. The two walked along the borders together, marking them in order to distinguish that this was their territory. At almost the same time Hailrush did, he froze for a moment, his pelt beginning to bristle. "Yes, I smell them. We should hurry." Though he didn't mean to, he sounded as if he had authority (which he obviously did not). He quickly dipped his head apologetically, his eyes a yellow hue of embarrassment. 


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A grey blur rushed out of the skyclan camp, fur ruffled. Cloudpaw had barely gotten out of the apprentice's den without a lecture from their mother Cornfoot. Remarks like "A good mother wakes up early to feed their kits" and "She-cats without mates never survive" clawed at their ears as she left camp, the apprentice biting her tongue.
Cloudpaw stomped through the snow, leaving a storm of fleeing birds and terrified mice in her wake. Her paws crunched in the snow and left large, clear holes. She didn't care so much about her posture, her mind focusing on how her mentor would react to their absence. Dapplefur, while an inexperienced mentor, always kept note of what happened around her. No mistake went past her.
It wasn't long before the feline caught sight of the patrol, her trot becoming a run to catch up. "Hey!" she called, jumping over a root with ease and skidding to a stop in front of a smaller familiar cat. Cloudpaw wore a grimace. Oh. Rosepaw stood in front of her.

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Rosepaw smiled at Dapplefur, and dropped her catch, completely ignoring Cloudpaw. Rosepaw took pride in the fact she caught the squirrel so skillfully, managing to creep silently through the conifers and snow.

Rosepaw fiddled her whiskers in glee, and told Dapplefur her skillful method of catching the squirrel.

“I was going to stalk it, but since it ran up the tree I figured I might as well try to catch it! When I scaled up the tree I didn’t really use a statgery… I did try to pull myself up to catch the squirrel though!”



Rosepaw grinned, as flakes of brushed her already snow covered pelt. Rosepaw opened her mouth to pick up scents, and caught on to a faint hare’s. Rosepaw carried on through the snow following the scent, still completely ignoring Cloudpaw as she trotted after the scent, flakes of snow falling off her pelt as she carried on. The forest felt sleepy with the coming of Leaf-Bare, but Rosepaw was still more than happy then try to bring it alive by getting some more prey.



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Even though Foxhair always would say one day she’d have a fluffy coat like he and Cornfoot did, Rosepaw couldn’t have but wish that one day could have been today, as the snow was starting pile on her. Rosepaw looked to Dapplefur as she starting talk, she was hoping to explore the territory a bit more. But as soon as she heard what Dapplefur said Rosepaw’s grin only grew as her mentor slightly nagged her beloved sister, and just stood there with the snow and her kill, pleased that some of her thoughts about Cloudpaw had been confirmed.



        Rosepaw picked up her squirrel and started to prance onwards the snow softly crunching under her paws and didn’t get far before Dapple meowed the hideous words... “Promise you won’t fight.” Or at least that’s all Rosepaw heard, her grin faded she rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders, and was about to continue. Until Hailrush broke into the snowy patch of conifers and mentioned something the made Rosepaw whipped around and drop her squirrel in excitement.

“A DOG..?” Rosepaw heard Dapplefur repeat to Hailrush.



         Now that Rosepaw had turned around the scent of dogs flood her muzzle, they were close. Rosepaw thought of how amazing everyone in the clan would think she was if she took down dogs! This may have been a hunting party, but Rosepaw had found the best prey of all! She unsheathed her claws and scattered up a tree nearby, weaving in between the branches once she got to the seventh branch on the pine tree she started to leap tree to tree. Now she was too distracted to hear Dapplefur tell she and her sister to head back. She a yowl from Oakpaw, before she heard the sounds of fighting from the tangle of dogs. As soon as the echo of the yowl finished Rosepaw hesitated, Oakpaw is alright..? Right..? Yeah… He must be! Rosepaw reassured herself. Now with her doubts pushed away Rosepaw jumped down, her jump was a bit undershot and she was going to fall into the snowy ground instead of clawing of a dog. But as she fell, from the right she felt a sharp pain in her ear, and then screeched as she struggled with her attacker, which led to a gush of velvet red blood coming from a now ripped part of her ear.



           Rosepaw felt woozy, she had just fell into battle and yet now it wasn’t some skirmish, she was fighting for her life, she lashed out at the large dog that had attack her. She skidded her claws down it’s head, and drew a bit of blood from the hound. She battered the hound’s face, leaving small trails of scratches down the it’s face. The Dog only grew angrier and started barking fiercely at her. Rosepaw knew by now she had done all she could and needed to get out of the tangled mess of claws, paws, and teeth. Rosepaw felt tickles of blood slink down from her right ear and line her right eye, and as she backed up she just barely avoided one of the dogs claws tearing up her face, but it did slash her muzzle. Rosepaw’s vision blurred as she turned tail, running away from the fight and further into the snowy woods. Rosepaw had effectively gotten the blood out of her eye by shaking her head as she ran. Rosepaw gritted her teeth the snow had helped numb the pain she was in, but she’d never been badly wounded and she felt like at any second she might just up and die. Rosepaw was so close to being able to run up a tree, and stay until the dogs were gone, she was yanked back by her scruff, and felt an even worse pain then all of her other wounds, to her at least, it was an even worse pain than she imagined death to be. She pushed forward and screeched in pain at the neck wound she now had, before she then tumbled down against the ground, scrabbling over a log, and running a bit further, before she collapsed from blood loss next to the ShadowClan border, the formerly white snow now coated with red.

Cloudpaw panicked, frozen in place as the events occurred. Her sister was utterly mauled in front of her along with Oakpaw, as her mentor screeched for her to run. She stared at the blood and wounds, unable to look away from the body in front of her. Rosepaw had already skittered off, in the opposite direction, but the bloody dog was too close to her exit. She couldn't follow her. Oh starclan... Oakpaw... He can't have survived that. And Rosepaw, i couldn't even see her wounds, it went by so fast. She could die out there, and the dog would take too long to chase off for us to save her. But if i get more people, maybe i can save her. I just need to keep the dog from chasing me.

The dog barked at the other cats, as if to warn them, before running at the remaining hunting patrol.  Dapplefur nudged the large apprentice, bringing her back to the danger at hand and pushing her to her feet. "Run, Cloudpaw!" Dapplefur said as she turned around, racing towards the camp like everything depended on her. The screams of her mentor followed, wind calling her name. it felt like a nightmare, trees blending together and the plants looking the same. She couldn't feel her paws hitting the ground, only blurs below her head as her eyes searched for the familiar camp. It felt like an eternity, every heartbeat more frantic as she glanced at each bush for a cat. 

A familiar structure popped up in the horizon. The camp. It only brought her worry, carrying her body faster and faster to the camp. She began to scream, yowling for anyone to hear.