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Post by «MªÞlεδtǻr» on Nov 6, 2005 11:08:44 GMT -8
~Post here when you both recive and drop-off kill, even when taking it for someone else.~ Fresh-Kill 3 Mice 1 Bird 1 Squirrel
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Post by darkheart on Jul 29, 2006 13:23:48 GMT -8
Darkheart trotted to the fresh kill pile with Grasspaw, his apprentice. He picked up a squirl and sat down to eat.
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Post by Leopardstar on Jul 29, 2006 15:03:11 GMT -8
Grasspaw nodded and ate a bird.
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Post by darkheart on Jul 29, 2006 16:37:47 GMT -8
Darkheart nodded back and started off. He padded away, looking back at her. "Lets go." he said and walked out the gorse tunnel.
ooc: to training and hunting.
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Post by darkheart on Aug 2, 2006 15:26:00 GMT -8
Darkheart trotted back through the front holding 2 mice, a thrush, and a squirell. He was very over loaded. He walked to the pile and set it down. "Very good on your training today, Grasspaw." he said to his apprentice behind him.
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Post by Leopardstar on Aug 2, 2006 16:16:06 GMT -8
Grasspaw smiled. "Thank you." she meowed putting a crow down.
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Post by hawkpaw on Aug 6, 2006 12:39:10 GMT -8
ooc: I dont feel like changing to Darkheart so.. dark heart away. He left.
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Post by shadowstar on Nov 17, 2006 20:22:22 GMT -8
Whitefoot stalked towards the Fresh-kill pile and picked a mouse, maybe today woud be a good day to ask Darkstar about mentoring one of Brooks kits. She picked a mouse and sat down to eat it. When she was finished she padded over to the leaders den.
TO::Mentoring the new kits when they become apprentices
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Post by mossstar on Mar 17, 2007 14:19:19 GMT -8
Mosspaw dropped his fresh-kill in the pile and went to the apprentices den.
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Post by -Åsheh-DO NOT DELETE on Mar 17, 2007 14:21:55 GMT -8
Ashstorm followed his apprentice, dropped 1 mouse, 1 vole, and 1 magpie on the pile and padded away.
TO: Warriors Den
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Post by thunderstrike on Apr 9, 2007 13:16:12 GMT -8
From: Huntign Patrol
Thunderstrike dropped his prey by the fresh kill pile and took a mouse for himself, he sat down away from the others and munched on it. After eating it all, Thunderstrike streached and walked off.
To: somwhere
1 mouse 1 magpie 2 squirels 1 rabbit
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Post by Dreamchaser on Jun 7, 2007 20:19:38 GMT -8
Dreamkit padded up to the pile, her stomach growling in hunger. She glansed over the pile for a minute and picked up the rabbit. Then she proceded to take the rabbit nearby the entrance to the nursery and eat.
To::Eating in front of the Nursery::
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Post by nightstalker on Jan 27, 2008 13:06:02 GMT -8
Nightstalker squeezed through the camp entrance. His broad shoulders no making it easy to get in while carrying prey. The tom then padded into the camp his head up high, not to let the prey drag in the snow. He placed 3 mice and a bird on the pile. He sighed as he looked at how skinny and small they looked, but at least it was something to give his Clan. He fluffed up his fur again to rid the snow of his pelt. He looked once more at the pile and grabbed one of the smallest mice. He then padded away, hoping to find company during this time of leaf-bare to eat his prey.
To: A thread with other SC members
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Post by snowkit on Jun 6, 2008 11:57:03 GMT -8
Snowkit padded over to the fresh-kill pile, still groggy from her nap earlier. "Hm. . ." she meowed, looking over her selection. "I think I want a. . . frog." She meowed, biting into the creature. Snowkit gobbled it up in no-time at all, and then padded away.
.::At The Nursery::.
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Post by moonscar on Apr 17, 2009 13:53:42 GMT -8
Moonscar dragged her paws across the marshy ground, her stomach rumbling with everystep. Her deep blue eyes were without emotion as she quietly grabbed a brown pelted mouse. Hungrily, she tore the fleash of the small beast. She lapped the blood off of her muzzle after each savory bite. This was truly how a cat should live.
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Post by *~§Morningstar§~* on Apr 19, 2009 10:52:58 GMT -8
Morningpaw bounded over to the fresh-kill pile. Her stomach was growling louder than the near by Thunderpath. She picked up the large bird Nightstalker had caught. The warm blood felt good as it slid down her cold throat. The apprentice lifted her sleek head to see Moonscar close by. The warrior looked tired. The black and white marbled she-cat quickly finished her meal and washed. She bounded over to the warrior. "Moonscar," she asked. "Have you seen my mentor, Smallstep? We haven't trained in a while and wondering if he's okay." Concern filled the densely muscled apprentice's voice.
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