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Post by Heatherclaw on Jan 5, 2013 15:11:46 GMT -5
Heatherclaw laughed at smokefeathers coment. "Silverfrost is always so uptight. It must come with being deputy." He looked up and saw dark clouds gathering. "That cant be good lets get to camp." he walked over to were he burryed his rabbit. he started diging it up when he was done he grabbed the two rabbits and waited for smokefeather to go retrieve his kill.
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Post by Smokefeather on Jan 5, 2013 15:14:58 GMT -5
OOC: You DO realize the proportion issue of a cat carrying two rabbits, right? lol
Smokefeather shook his head and sighed. It would be a long walk back to camp, especially with that run he'd had. The tom padded back to where he had buried the blackbird, limping a little more heavily than usual. His shoulder was searing with pain, and probably would be for the rest of the day. Smokefeather put more weight on his other paw as he padded after Heatherclaw, rolling his eyes when he saw the warrior trying to carry both rabbits at once. He wouldn't get far before he tripped on them.
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Post by Heatherclaw on Jan 5, 2013 15:25:34 GMT -5
Ooc: yes I do I know it will be very heavy.
Heatherclaw hissed as he walked on with the rabbits. Hes triped on them twice."curse thee rabbits are heavy."he mewed panting as he droped the rabbits at his paws.
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Post by Smokefeather on Jan 5, 2013 15:27:47 GMT -5
OOC: Hahaha just checkin' :3
Smokefeather followed Heatherclaw at an easy pace. He was rather glad that the rabbits slowed his Clanmate down. The soft pace was easier on his shoulder. When Heatherclaw stopped Smokefeather set his blackbird down and twitched his whiskers as he looked at his Clanmate, an amused expression on his face.
"That's why you should have let me carry one of the rabbits, mouse-brain," he chuckled.
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Post by Heatherclaw on Jan 5, 2013 15:32:26 GMT -5
Heatherclaw flicked his friends ear with his tail. "Then you would be in the same position as me. But if you want to carry one go ahead." He said amusement filled his voice.
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Post by Smokefeather on Jan 5, 2013 15:41:34 GMT -5
Smokefeather grinned smugly at Heatherclaw.
"Fine, I will," he meowed, picking up one of the rabbits and then slipping his teeth into the blackbird's wing, too. The two pieces of prey were heavy--especially the rabbit--but he could probably manage it for a little while at least. He nodded to Heatherclaw, signifying he was ready to get back to camp.
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Post by Heatherclaw on Jan 5, 2013 15:48:38 GMT -5
Heatherclaw smiled at his friend.heatherclaw picked up the rabbit and started walking to camp.heatherclaw kept a steady slow pace for his fried d he walked next to smokefeather.
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Post by Smokefeather on Jan 5, 2013 15:55:53 GMT -5
Smokefeather did not have much difficulty at first. But by the time they neared the camp, the muscles in his neck and especially his shoulder were aching. He would probably have to stop by Fallowfeather's den to go through some of her exercises. They'd hopefully ease the tension in his old wound. Smokefeather limped into the camp and hurried over to the fresh-kill pile. He dropped the prey onto it with a relieved sigh, glad to be rid of the heavy burdens.
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Post by Silverfrost on Jan 20, 2013 22:09:07 GMT -5
Silverfrost padded into camp with a small rabbit. She layed it on the pile and sighed at the meger food. I will have to aasighne more hunting putrols it we are to feed the kits / qweens and elders. she looked around looking for signs of her clan mates. She stretched and sat down fluffing her fur agenst the cold.
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