Hunting around

[Tempestfury]

Tempestfury was carefully moving flat and desolete land that the cult has claimed as their territory, searching for prey to hunt down and kill.

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Casualty

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The tall and heavy form wove through the snow banks and ice covered boulders, his dark leathery fur stark against the blue-white of winter. Even more contrasting was the glowing red eyes, which almost seem to hum with contentment within their faint crimson hues. The fins that lined the strange creature were folded flat against the body for protection from the wind, antennae curled around the ears for warmth. Casualty paused midstep when he thought he heard a noise, antennae braving the wind to rise and help him listen further. There were pawsteps in the vicinity, light and calculated against the fluffy snow. The long antennae folded back away once the cat, or whatever was left of a cat, realized that the pawsteps were of an equal and not of a prey animal. A short snort was blown through his nose in mild frustration; he had been searching every day in vain for food to feed his group, but the pickings were slim this deep into the season. O Holy Moonmother, tell Sunfather to bring out his prey-sons, for your Moonchildren are hungry.

As if in answer to his silent prayer, a scuffle of a noise sounded to his immediate left. Casualty turned and froze, eyes glowing slightly brighter as he strained to stay still and focused. He caught movement beneath the snow, and without another thought, he lunged forward for a pounce, black paws stretching out silver claws in an attempt to catch. A shrill squeak was heard, and relief flooded the cult leader, despite it being a small catch. The black and silver tom pulled the snowy bundle towards him, but with dismay, realized he had only caught snow; somehow the rodent had escaped. Red eyes narrowed in disappointment, and the feline sat on his haunches and sighed, wondering how he would ever feed his family.

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[Tempestfury]

Tempestfury's ear's shot up when he heard the shill squeek. using all off his tracking skill, he found the location off the warm body which in its desperatino to escape its predator, moved towards him. Close enough for him to pounce of it, killing it through the snow. Picking it up by its tail, Tempestfury walked towards the place when he first heard the squeak. Seeing his leader he smiled before throwing the rodent down next to his leader.

"I do belive you missed that mouse." He said cheerfully.

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Casualty

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Glowing coals of eyes flickered to focus on the freshly killed prey, and cast a grateful look towards the fellow Moonchild. The leader pulled a small smile, before staring off through the snow covered fields. Though some patches were melting, the landscape was far from a warm springtime's hills. Any catch that any cat could make would be invaluable, so Casualty offered a smile in response to Tempestfury, rising to his full height and flicking some snow off his long dolphin-like tail.

"O gracious thanks to thou, for the home feast is small and thirsts for every small morsel possible," he miaowed with a little sigh through his nose, turning paw to instead prowl the brittle grass stalks to the south. Perhaps some small, desperate rodents would be rooting along the dead fronds in search of seeds.

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[Tempestfury]

"Thanks Moommother, for letting me catch that mouse." Tempestfury said benath his breath before uickly burrying the mouse to pick it up later, with ntohing else to do, he decided to follow after his leader, staying a respectful distance behind.

(Was Casulaty talking to Tempestfury there?)