Post by fallingpaw on Mar 1, 2010 18:15:45 GMT -5
A young, dark tom wandered through his colony's terratory, exploring what he would soon leave. the 7 moon old tom was to leave his colony by his twelth moon and he couldn't wait until he was oldenough to leave. He disliked other cats and wished to be alone. He has already ventured into the territories and found one that he wanted when he was old enough. For now Fallen would have to deal with leaving into the dark forests around the colony when he could. The dark tom helped and hunted for the colony as he didnt have much of a choice while he was there, but he also hid in the forest and hunted for himself, making sure to be ina good enough mood to deal with the other clan members that wern't his sister, Moon. She wasthe only one he enjoyed being around. Only she knew him.
As he thought, Fallen found himself attracted tot he scent of a small brown mouse and he instantly dropped into the hunter's crouch. His eyes trained on the small bundle dashing between the roots of the trees and he smirked, dashing foreward and leaping on it, catching it with one claw and slinging it in the air, killing it as it fell. "Almost lost that." the striped tom mummbled, laying down to eat the tiny brown ball of fur before climbing a branch of a close by tree to lay on. "A good day." he mummbled.
As he thought, Fallen found himself attracted tot he scent of a small brown mouse and he instantly dropped into the hunter's crouch. His eyes trained on the small bundle dashing between the roots of the trees and he smirked, dashing foreward and leaping on it, catching it with one claw and slinging it in the air, killing it as it fell. "Almost lost that." the striped tom mummbled, laying down to eat the tiny brown ball of fur before climbing a branch of a close by tree to lay on. "A good day." he mummbled.