Imprisoned

Here he was galloping after the Thunderclan's leader, she was indeed a beautiful she-cat. As well as the warrior who was hot on his heels, more then likely also ready to beat him.

He really had no idea how he got into this mess, stuck, no trapped this whole mumble-jumble. Sure he did agree to go with them on a hunting adventure, but he was hunting with not just one she-cat, but two she-cats.

Who were they? They were Riverstar a noble, couragous she-cat. Not to mention she was also fairly pretty. There was also Maplewing. She was gorgeous. But there was something about her that made Cardinalfeather want to turn tail and run the opposite direction.

And this wasn't because of his nervous nature, no. This was about how Maplewing was always so calm, so..so still and emotionless. To put it simply she scared him-NO. Terrified him.

As he followed these she-cats, for he was pretty sure he was straggling behind. Soon he'd be dragging himself along wailing 'stop! stop!'. But alas the poor tom had enough stamina to keep going. For now anyways. He began to realise he had no idea where they were going so he decided to ask,

"Ri-Riverstar!" pausing he let himself catch a breath before yowling, "Where..are..we...going?!" Each word had been spat out between each ragged breath.

( This post may be rushed; I'm about to go to the video game store )

Riverstar slowed her pace down, tipping her head over her shoulder. "Near the Ancient Oak." she replied simply. "Around in that area I saw a bundle of prey waiting to be caught the last time I checked." Amusement flickering in the she-cat's eyes as she glanced at Cardinalfeather's already tired out legs, she turned her head to the path in front of them. "We're about there." she called reassuringly, slowing down a bit more.

Suddenly she stopped, signaling with her tail that they were extremely close to their hunting grounds. Shifting her pace into a slow, steady walk, she paused again when her ears picked up rustling not to far away.

Gradually lowering herself into a crouch, she carefully stalked her way through the undergrowth, discreet not to disturb a single blade of grass or leaf. Silent on her paws, she quickly spotted the noisy target; a thrush. Creeping on it a little longer, she finally ceased her stalk when she was comfortable with the distance between herself and her prey, then aimed.

Riverstar lunged forward, her aim precise when the hunter successfully pounced on her prey, finishing it off with a quick nip of the neck. Triumphantly easing herself up and masking the dead body in dirt, she glanced mischievously at Cardinalfeather. "Your turn."

Cardinalfeather blinked nervously,
"Er..thanks..I'll just hunt now." his words grew softer and softer with each word. His eyes flickered in worriment. Like his running, he wasn't the best hunter. What he did excel at was fighting. Which would be very surprising if you were to look at the quirky tom from a distance.

Dropping down onto his haunches he crept closer and closer, what was he creeping towards? Well to be truthful, Cardinalfeather seriously didn't know. His nose wasn't too fantastic either.

As he caught closer he realized it was a squirrel and if he wanted to be sucessful he'd have to leap now. With swift, awkward movements from his hind haunches he leaped through the air. Landing quite oddly on the squirrel he felt all of his weight slide onto the poor creature's throat.

It wildly thrashes beneath him. Blinking in surprise he stood there in complete amazement and perhaps shock. And then everything hit him, more exactly to the point where the squirrel ran across his back and climbed the next tree, screeching at him in fury.

"That was awesome." he growled to himself. Snorting he glanced back, of course now he knew he'd be laughed at. Did he just have to mess everything up?

Riverstar grinned in pure amusement, trying to hold back a giggle or two. Straightening up she meowed, "Well, it looks like I've won the first round in our little hunting expedition." Turning her head toward Maplewing she said, "Better join the game while you can."

Turning slightly to the left she went into another crouch, slowly moving toward with one swift step at a time. It wasn't very long before a mouse was in the distance, distracting by a mere nut.

Pausing after another few tense moments, she targeted her prey before making her move. Then she pounced.

There was a rustle, a squeak, then a growl. After seeing Riverstar reappearing empty jawed there was no doubt of what happened. The she-cat missed the catch. Coming up to the two cats she snorted in a sarcastic but playful tone, "You jinxed me."