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Post by |l-eternity-l| on Aug 15, 2010 14:57:49 GMT -8
Ribbit. Ribbit. The sound was driving Rowanstreak insane. She came out here to maybe get some peace and quiet, but that obviously wasn't going to happen. Camp was louder then usual today, the warrior just needed to escape. So why not go hunting? Made sense. Hopefully, since it was a hot day, there would be prey here other then frogs. They were disgusting! It was a wonder how any cat could eat them.
A shuffling in the bushes made her ears perk. Vole. Rowanstreak turned around slowly, and slowly made her way toward the prey. A fat, juicy vole was the perfect thing to bring back to camp! The mud was sticking to her paws, trying to get them stuck. But the deputy moved just fast enough. Her eyes could see the vole now. Wasn't as fat as it should be in green-leaf, but it would do. Rowanstreak pounced, trapping the vole under her paw. It quickly bit her paw, and Rowanstreak quickly nipped it's neck, killing it. Stupid vole. She buried it by the roots of a tree, then continued on her hunt for prey.
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Post by felicity on Aug 17, 2010 11:07:43 GMT -8
it's like forgetting the words to your favorite song. { H } O L L O W S T A Ryou can't believe it - you were always singing along.[/center][/size] It was a nice hot day, but he didn't really care for weather. Afterall, no matter what happened, he would live through each day with ease or without it. His hefty paws carried him onward in a slow yet content stroll. No need to rush on such a fine day. As his so-called cares disappeared as the warm sunshine fell down on him, Hollowstar's mind began to wander.
'It's a fine day to hunt. Most prey will be out searching for food.' The tom-cat thought as he looked about him at the thick undergrowth. Stopping for a moment in half-shade, he averted his gaze from the ground to up above where it was light, airy and peaceful.
From the angle at which he stood, he could spot sunbeams pointing in the direction to the camp. It was an angelic sight, but Hollowstar was used to such beauty. Such tokens of charm could be found all throughout his Clan's territory and they still mesmerized the young leader. With a content sigh, he brought his gaze back down to where it belonged. They flashed with excitement as he spotted a familiar sight - Rowanstreak!
His tail flicked about with what most cats would think was impatience, but for the tabby leader, it was curiosity. "Wonder what she's up to." He mumbled to himself before racing swiftly and quietly after the she-cat. As she paused for a moment, he did too. Ducking behind a few bushes, he watched her with his dappled olive gaze. Yes, she was much more graceful than he would ever be. Most she-cats were.
It wasn't until she had turned his direction did he realize a vole was rustling about in one of the bushes covering up his tabby body. Quickly, he stumbled away in a false start and attempted to keep himself hidden. Glancing behind him, Hollowstar realized how spread out his wings happened to be. Pulling them in, he returned his gaze to his deputy and realized she had already taken off once again. Hmm.
A tiny scratching noise alerted him that he was still not alone and there was a squirrel nearby. Turning about in a confused manner, he looked up to the tree that towered high above him. Spreading his wings out, he allowed them to be of some help as he leaped up, knocked the plump, scarlet creature from the tree, and broke its spine with his sharp teeth.
His chestnut wings allowed for him to float safely down to the ground without injury and set down the squirrel. That had been quite an easy catch. Opening his mouth, Hollowstar tried to dispell the scents of prey and searched for that of Rowanstreak. After a moment or two, he decided that it would be best to travel north, away from camp. Picking up the squirrel once more he traveled in the direction he hoped that his deputy would be.
Sooner than he thought it would be, he spotted the she-cat bounding around in a small clearing. No doubt in search of more prey. "Rownnfrngh!" The tom attempted to call out to her with his mouth full of squirrel fur. With a goofy grin upon his maw, he called out in his deep voice correctly that time. Oh, how young Hollowstar still was and would always be.
"Rowanstreak!"
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it was so easy and the words so sweet.
count: 549.
muse: eet - regina spektor
status: finished. <3
comments: this. sucks. xD it's mainly just him being
all, "LOL I BE STALKIN' YOUU" and then me ranting.
-thumbs up-
you can't remember - you try to feel the beat.
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Post by |l-eternity-l| on Aug 17, 2010 11:29:23 GMT -8
Distracted on her hunt for prey, Rowanstreak didn't notice Hollowstar at all. She scented a squirrel, nearby too. The scent seemed different somehow, almost like it had already been killed. But that was impossible, it smelled fresh, and there was no other cat around. Unless it mysteriosly died? But that was highly unlikely. It puzzled the she-cat, and she was distracted in thought.
"Rownnfrngh!" Rowanstreak jumped when she heard the sound, and she whipped around, prepared. But she relaxed when she saw her leader, mouth full of squirrel. That's where she smelled squirrel. The tom called out again, this time without a mouth full of fur. 'Keep your fur on, I heard you the first time. You'll scare all the prey away.' Rowanstreak thought, padding over to her leader. He had a goofy grin spread on his face, couldn't he take anything seriously?
"Hello Hollowstar. Fooling around as usual I see." The femme mewed stiffly, her whiskers twitching. How long had he been here? Embarassment flooded over her, what a great hunter the deputy was, can't even pay attention to her own surroundings. The winged warrior cleared her heads of the thoughts, just as the frogs started up again. Ribbit.
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Post by felicity on Aug 17, 2010 12:15:56 GMT -8
it's like forgetting the words to your favorite song. { H } O L L O W S T A Ryou can't believe it - you were always singing along.[/center][/size] The normally serious tom frowned at his deputy when she spoke up about his silliness. Truly, he was quite taken aback but he wasn't in any condition to realize it. Oh, how pretty Rowanstreak appeared to be right then and there. Her words might have been cool and emotionless, but in Hollowstar's world, she actually had a heart. Or, at least, he liked to hope she did. Looking away from the obsidian she-cat, he watched a frog plot right into the marshy water just a few tail-lengths away from where the young leader stood with his just slightly younger deputy. "I'm not always goofing off. In fact, I'm usually serious."
The slightly offended leader meowed with honesty, turning his head back to face Rowanstreak during the last sentence. A flash of annoyance ran through his eyes, but he shook his head and let it go. Hollowstar would let her slide by, but only because she was his deputy. He hadn't realized his other reason for letting her slide yet. Picking up the squirrel he had set down earlier, he moved it over to where he and the she-cat had been speaking and looked back at her to talk once more. "I was going to offer to share this with you, but the idea itself is joke." muttered the tom with disdain.
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it was so easy and the words so sweet.
count: 549.
muse: eet - regina spektor
status: finished. <3
comments: sucks.
you can't remember - you try to feel the beat.
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Post by |l-eternity-l| on Aug 17, 2010 17:46:51 GMT -8
The black femme watched her leader frown and look at the annoying frog. If he was a normal warrior, she would have just walked away, but this was Hollowstar. Despite how he acted, Rowanstreak had to be at least somewhat respectful. "I'm not always goofing off. In fact, I'm usually serious." Hollowstar replied, looking at her. A quick sharp retort came to mind, but Rowanstreak kept her mouth shut. The deputy didn't want to be cleaning dens. Her leader probably wouldn't do that, but if Rowanstreak was leader, any cat that talked back to her would be cleaning dens. Clan leader's word was law after all.
Ouch, he must not be happy. The black she-cat saw a flash of annoyance in his eyes. Whatever, that wasn't her concern. Hollowstar could take offense to what he liked. Cheery one second, then pissed off the next. "I was going to offer to share this with you, but the idea itself is joke." Rowanstreak perked her ears as the tom spoke up. "I know how to catch my own prey you know." She mewed, her expression a mix of a smirk, a grin and brutal honestly. The femme swatted the frog quickly to scare it away, it was starting to get on her nerves. It jumped a few tail-lengths away, then started croaking again. Great. Ribbit. Ribbit.
ooc; I like frogs <3
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Post by felicity on Sept 2, 2010 4:22:22 GMT -8
it's like forgetting the words to your favorite song. { H } O L L O W S T A Ryou can't believe it - you were always singing along.[/center][/size] It still stunned him how cruel his deputy's words could be. One would have thought that he had grown used to it, but so far, no. She was the coldest cat he knew, but Hollowstar respected that. Flicking his olive eyes to the frog nearby them, he gave it a look of sympathy as it would most likely be eaten by some type of carnivore over the course of the next few days. In just a few moments though, Rowanstreak had swatted the amphibian away. Gasping, the tabby leader looked at the she-cat with a great deal of horror. How could any cat be so cruel to a creature smaller than itself? Typically, the large leader was not rude to those that were more minuet that him. Instead, he tried to go out of his way to respect them. Staring hard at the object of his affections, he bared his canines before speaking.
"Cruelty will get you nowhere in my Clan."
The tom's sharp hiss expressed the great ball of annoyance that had been created in the large pit that was his stomach. Hollowstar had not noticed how he had flexed out his dark, gold-tipped wings. Pulling them in just as he had earlier, he turned away from the she-cat and padded closer to the frog. Working quickly with his paws stretched out, the tortured creature died quickly and without pain. The young leader dipped his head in respect to the now deceased amphibian and looked at Rowanstreak with anger in his eyes, "Don't toy with prey. It's best just to kill them and be done with it." Before returning to the drier land on which he had previously been standing upon with Rowanstreak, he said a prayer for the poor frog and leapt over to where his deputy stood. "It seems someone doesn't know how to accept an act of kindness. Perhaps I should just dispose of the squirrel too." His unguided anger would quickly burn out, but he had already made minor mistakes in its fiery blaze.
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it was so easy and the words so sweet.
count: -shrug-
muse: eet - regina spektor
status: finished. <3
comments: sucks.
you can't remember - you try to feel the beat.
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Post by |l-eternity-l| on Sept 2, 2010 23:06:25 GMT -8
//ooc- OMG YOU KILLED FROGGY! HOW DARE YOU! D:
Rowanstreak flattened her ears against her head as Hollowstar gasped, horror flaring in his eyes. What did she even do? "Cruelty will get you nowhere in my Clan." The leader hissed, getting up. The black she-cat opened her mouth to ask what in StarClan's name he was talking about, when he got up, quickly killing the frog. She looked on in dimay and shock. 'I swear, he must be insane.' The femme thought. "Don't toy with prey. It's best just to kill them and be done with it." Hollowstar mewed.
The black deputy shook her head, looking up with almost amusement in her eyes. "I never even touched the frog, I scared it away so I didn't kill it out of annoyance. So stop making a mountain out of a mole-hill, it's just a frog anyways, some cat back at camp will eat it." Rowanstreak mewed, dismissing this mini drama with a flick of her tail. Seriously? At least she didn't need to listening to that annoying ribbit anymore.
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