Chasing Rabbits!! [open]

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cirruscloud !!

It was a beautiful day, and the weather was perfect for hunting. The skies were dyed an extravagent blue while the sun's rays provided just enough warmth to keep any cat warm during Early Bare-Leaf. It hasn't snowed yet, which was a good thing. If it did, all the prey may hide in their burrows no where to be seen.

Cirruscloud shook her pelt free of the debris that gathered on it as she pranced on the moor. Her snow-white pelt slowly began to appear. Mouse-dung, she thought, Shouldn't have done that! Now all the rabbits will see me! Then she let out a meow of laughter, saying "Oh well! Maybe they'll think I'm a rabbit myself!" Then she fluffed out her tail and began to run forward, scenting the air as she did and letting her tail bob along behind her.

It took a while, but soon she whiffed in a familiar scent. She felt her mouth fill with drool as she reconised it to be the scent of prey and quickly looked around. In gentle pawsteps, she tracked the rabbit and stalked it for a while, trying to see the best way to hunt it down.

Feeling her blood pulsing and her muscles tense, instinct came and she dashed out into the wide open. Ambush! Cirruscloud thought. Just to see if her plan worked however, she started hopping and to her amusement, the bunny looked at her and cocked its head. Mouse-brain! she giggled in her mind, and then quickly hopped in rapid motion toward it, hoping that the rabbit wouldn't notice.

Of course, to her dismay, it did and then ran off. "Fox-dung!" she spat, and then bolted after it, leaving her pawprints hidden by the dust cloud that formed behind her.

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[Winter]

From behind a tangled bush, a silent giggle emitted. The giggle was a bit to loud and probably spooked any other rabbits or voles cruising about. The bushes rattled and from them, a sleek and beautiful feline appeared. Her name was Nightmoon and even in the bright afternoon, her emerald gaze was glimmering in the same magical way it always did. The young she-cat's eyes perused the moor in front of her, admiring how lustrous it seemed in the morning and how the sun's rays seemed to dance above it. She took a deep breath, making sure her nose trills grasped all the delicious aromas and bouquets inundating this place, and then headed forward, a smile on her face.

Nightmoon headed towards Cirruscloud, finding her last 'stunt' really amusing. The smile was still on her face as she stared at the she-cat and her tail was lifted high as she paraded in her direction. She couldn't help noticing the luscious way in which the sun's rays were cavorting above her pelt and her smile widened. Being a WindClanner was such a luxury and a privilege! No other clancat would be able to feel this: their clans were cloaked with gigantic trees and brooding oaks that hid the sunlight. WindClan, however, was blissfully exposed to its rays, giving any WindClanner the opportunity to feel it. Nightmoon grinned and began following Cirruscloud in her attempt to capture the rabbit. Her long legs eventually helped her to catch up. 'Hey Cirruscloud!' Nightmoon called, her eyes slightly overwhelmed by the dust they were both creating. 'Need help?' she continued, her eyes targeting the rabbit ahead.

ooc; sorry for not replying before!

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r a v e n w i n g

Golden rays danced down along the moor sending a hallucination shimmering in front of the midnight colored cat. A flick of Ravenwing's tail sent the sun to shimmer across the pelt of the warrior. The deep sea blue eyes flickered across the moor as Ravenwing watched a rabbit darting this way and that. Behind it streamed Cirrcuscloud then Nightmoon. It reminded him about a memory.

"I think it's a rabbit." Flightbird cocked her head to look up at me with her bright green eyes. I stared back and nodded with a grin spread across my lips. She flicked her tail and stalked forward toward a small bush. I slapped my tail on her paw. "Keep still." She giggled making me release a laugh. The rabbit darted from the bushes and we both took of racing beside each other with our tails streaming behind us in the wind. "I bet you I'll get the rabbit first." Flightbird meowed through the wind. " Sure..." I laughed back. Her eyes danced but then she trained her head forward and I followed suit as we both sped toward the rabbit.

Curling his tail around his paws Ravenwing closed his eyes and purred. Windclan was doing well surprisingly. They had many prey and the borders were secure. The tom ad simply been taking a stroll when he saw the chase begin. Laughter bubbled inside him as he watched more closely. His eyes opened wide and the laughter ceased.

The last time Ravenwing had laughed was when he was with Maskedheart before the raid on the camp. Closing his eyes Ravenwing breathed in deeply. Why am I forgetting these things? I'm sending disgrace to Maskedheart and Flightbird. Raising his paw he slapped his face with his claws unsheathed. His face stung but he opened his eyes and stood up slowly padding down toward the chase with a regarded look on his face.

[George]

Leap into action.

Take a step, a leap, and of you go!

Bounding into action, black paws raced across the moor. Large tawny paws raced slightly in front of him, but the black paws darted closer, almost ripping its haunches with claws. a slender silver muzzle grabbed the rabbits cottony tail, and ripped it from the ground. Black paws leaping from the ground, white claws digging into flesh, he rolled on the ground to try and kill it differently. After killing it, he shook his fur and scented cats. Three cats to be exact.

Licking his paw, he pondered on weather to go over and chat, or stay solitary and continue hunting. His first though, to chat, won over and he slowly walked over on the scrubby moorland grass. "How are you all on this fine day?" he mumbled through a mouthful of rabbit fur. Spatting out clumps of it, the dead rabbit fell to the ground, limp and defeated.