Hunting: Tribe Vs. Clan {{Tigerheart}}

Paws of the Running Rabbit
Rabbit slowly followed the tom out of the camp and into the open moor when she had been caught "Stealing prey". she still couldn't help but laugh to herself at the accidental encounter with the tom that was slightly ahead of here. She had only been traveling for a few sun rises and she had never thought she would have run into a clan cat by now. As she slowly looked around she easily caught scents of the grass and rabbits, on top of small mice and a few other animals she couldn't quite place. Up ahead she hear a familiar shriek and looked up as a dark shadow passed over them. A hawk, common prey up in the mountains, but probably here is was just as common.
"So, you now where you're going. I'm just tagging along." she mewed looking back at the tom. She wanted to see how these cats hunted. Maybe she could learn something. On the other hand, maybe he could show this tom a thing or two as well. She didn't want him thinking she was completely helpless around here.
As she stood there she took in a few scents and checked to see if there was something near where they were. She could easily track a few rabbits and that hawk. But now that was about it.

You’ve got to keep your mind wide open
All the possibilities.
You’ve got to live with your eyes open
Believe in what you see.

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Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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Tigerheart followed the brown tortoiseshell she-cat, as he concentrated on scenting out the prey. The scent of Rabbits came to him first, smiling he turned his attention back at the Windclan guess.
"I usually just go anywhere I smell prey." He commented padding pass the she-cat.
" I can smell rabbit up ahead, but I'm still not good at catching them to tell you the truth, I don't have what my clanmates call Windclan warrior blood." He murmured looking down at his paws in embarrassment, but with quick reflexes he quickly headed forward closer to the strong scent of the rabbit, but changed directions as soon as another scent caught his nose. Mouse. At least I can have a better chance with this piece of prey.

Tigerheart pin pointed the faint sounds of rustling in a small holly brush, flicking his tail he slowly headed toward the brush. Taking only baby steps until he was about a tail length away from the bush. Tigerheart's eyes locked onto the small brown creature as it continued scurrying around the bush, without even a hint of fear coming from it.

A small smile crept onto Tigerheart's face, he knew in that very instant that the mouse was his. With a leap the ginger tom landed on the prey, and before it could screech Tigerheart bit down on the neck until he heard a small crunch underneath him. Dipping his head he quickly gave thanks to Starclan before picking up the precious prey.
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Paws of the Running Rabbit
Rabbit watched with silence as Tigerheart started creeping forward. At first he was sure he was going to go fora rabbit but then he made a sudden turn toward the scent of mice. She smiled slightly and was glad that he knew what he was better at hunting at. As Rabbit sat there still as a stone she would occasionally watch the sky for the hawk. It was still circling above which was a sign it was hunting as well. Just hopefully not them.
When the ginger tom caught his prey she smiled and nodded at him. "Not bad. But I'll say...even a to-be prey hunter can do that." she mewed with a tone of jokingness in her voice. Watch this...
With those words she silently crept into the tall grass and immediately blended into the ground around her. Taking small cautious steps forward she would occasionally look up at the hawk almost following it. As the haw slowly circled around she froze watching it with still eyes. Suddenly the big bird dived for the ground and she darted forward.
Up ahead there was a cry from rabbit and then a screech form the hawk and several growls and hisses. soon everything was eerie quiet. moments later Rabbit came back dragging the hawk by it's neck with the dead rabbit still in it's claws. She dropped it and looked at the sky thanking the Tribe of endless hunting before looking at the ginger tom.
"Two in one shot..." she said smiling slightly. She licked her paw and ran it over her ear, wincing as blood started running lightly from her shoulder. She looked at it then licked it gently.
"Must have got me..." she murmured ruffling her fur. The scratch stung but she had dealt with worse. Way worse.
She looked back up at the tom and flicked her ears. She knew all hat noise probably scared a good bit of prey away, and she felt bad for it. But it was just habit for her. She saw a hawk and she kills it for food. It was the way the tribe was.

You’ve got to keep your mind wide open
All the possibilities.
You’ve got to live with your eyes open
Believe in what you see.

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Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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Tigerheart padded back over to the she-cat with his mouse dangling lifeless from his mouth. Blinking he dropped his brown critter and flicked his tail, To-be? Is she calling my hunting techniques weak? Mumbling himself he turned his body around as the tribe cat stalked off into the long grass towards the scent of the rabbit. Tigerheart cocked his head impressed by how well she blended into her background, even he had trouble seeing her, but the only thing that seemed to give her away was her strong scent. The scent of the tribes. Tigerheart watched intently on how Rabbit was hunting, until a flash of brown caught his eyes.

Fear shot into him as he realize the figure was a hawk, and a hungry one by the looks of it. Ginger hair stood straight up as the hawk looked like it was diving straight for Rabbit. Tigerheart stepped forward getting ready to call out to her but then suddenly a loud screech that seemed to had came from the hawk.

Astonished Tigerheart watched with large round eyes as Rabbit came padding back towards him with both the rabbit and hawk clenched in her jaws. Blinking slowly he couldn't believe what had just happened a small she-cat bring down a hawk of that size. So this must be how they hunt in the mountain. Wait that is right they did have a few hawks in their prey pile... Lost in his thoughts, Tigerheart shook his head lightly pushing back the thoughts and went back into reality.

Tigerheart slowly padded up to the she-cat as she came to a halt and dropping her prey. Her eyes turned toward her shoulder, Tigerheart laid back his eyes and followed her gaze. A small streak of blood escaped her shoulder, the she-cat gently licked fur, and quickly ruffled it she was trying to hide it. Tigerheart dipped his head,
"Well umm... great catch, you sure showed me up. Tigerheart meowed smiling as her took another glance towards the lifeless hawk.

" We should take these back to camp, you can brag about your catch." Tigerheart playfully meowed.
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Paws of the Running Rabbit
Rabbit quickly licked her shoulder and flicked her ears as it stung a little. She might need something to put over it, but she was sure it would be fine. Maybe that young white healer had something she could use. As tigerheart spoke she looked up and let out a small mew of laughter.
"I really wasn't trying to how you up."

[/color] she mewed softly letting her gaze rest on him. "That's just the way we hunt in the mountains. why only get one piece of prey when you can get two. Yes you have to fight for it, but that makes it worth doing it. and I'm not going to brag to your clan mates. I don't think I'm welcome yet and i don't want to make things worse."[/color]
Rabbit was right about that. Not everyone had taken a liking to her immediately. She hadn't expected them to. She was an outsider barging in on their home. She would be the same way. However, as looked at Tigerheart, she couldn't help but feel there was something different about him. He seemed calmer, but yet afraid the clan would look down on him, because of his hunting skills. It reminded her of some one she knew very well.
"Tigerheart, if you don't mind me asking....are you a very good fighter?"[/color] she asked softly, licking her paw and bringing it over her hear before looking at him waiting.[/center]

You’ve got to keep your mind wide open
All the possibilities.
You’ve got to live with your eyes open
Believe in what you see.

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Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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Tigerheart dipped his head,
” Yeah I’m not the best hunter in my clan. The only prey that I can get if I was lucky is a puny mouse. Unlike my clan mates they can actually keep up with a rabbit.” He meowed feeling his gaze lock onto her. He couldn’t bring himself to look away, but flicking his tail he found the strength and dipped his head,
”I wasn’t exactly welcomed either when I joined Windclan, but Hazelstar, Suneyes, and Shadowtalon made me felt welcome. Slowly but surely I soon earned the trust of most of my clanmates here.” The ginger tom murmured slowly padding towards the tortoiseshell she-cat.

He could smell a faint hint of blood from the wound on her shoulder, but when she had licked it early it almost seemed like she was hiding the pain. Tigerheart’s ginger fur ruffled from the gentle breeze of the moors as the she-cat asked a question. Shrugging the tom’s tail dropped to the ground,
”I really don’t think I have any good traits. I can’t hunt, run, swim, I’m probably not good in battle either. I try to stay away from those, but if I had to I would fight, like I almost did with you.” He murmured.
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Paws of the Running Rabbit
Rabbit listened to the tom quietly as he spoke of being an outsider himself. Rabbit almost couldn't help but feel a slight awe to the tom. He had been an outsider but he had been willing to stick to it and he made friends. Suneyes... that was the deputy of the clan. Bet she was a good help around the clan. They hadn't gotten off to a good start, but that didn't bother Rabbit. She knew she wasn't welcome here.
Hazelstar must have been the leader of the clan. She remembered Moon saying something about needing to tell Hazelstar that she was here. Again, I'm sure she was a powerful friend for Tigerheart. Shadowtalon...she hadn't heard that name yet. So she didn't know much about that cat. But I'm sure if Tigerheart got along, she could find a way to.
Hang on what was she saying? Why would she try to be friends with this tom's friends? She was staying. Not for long anyways. She was just here to find Khaki and go home to her kits. But when she looked into Tigerheart's eyes something made her hesitate.
At the mention of him not being able to do anything she let out a small mew of laughter. She looked at the tom and flattened her ears slightly embarrassed.
"sorry...but what you just described there would be a kit mother in our tribe."

[/color] she explained. Maybe she could lighten the mood a little. The tom sure seemed like he needed to relax.[/center]

You’ve got to keep your mind wide open
All the possibilities.
You’ve got to live with your eyes open
Believe in what you see.

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