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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 6, 2016 2:22:38 GMT -6
give me time and give me space Whitekit smiled at the compliment- he wanted to be a good hunter as that way he could help his clan.
His blue eyes looked upwards at the feather as he began to fall, yet too high for him to reach while also retaining his balance. "What's it like to hunt?" He asked, finally booking the feather with his paw when it was low enough.
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Post by Palefire on Aug 6, 2016 9:34:31 GMT -6
"It's very fun. You have to be super quiet, that way the prey won't even know you're there." Hailspirit explained, trying to figure out where the feather was now. 'I wonder if anyone else would like to join. Maybe it'd be a way for Whitekit to make a friend, too.' "Have you tried prey yet?"
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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 6, 2016 13:34:48 GMT -6
give me time and give me space "No not yet..." Whitekit shook his head in response to the question. He continued with a wide smile, "I want to though! But it's furry and I don't want vole fur on my tongue! "
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Post by Palefire on Aug 6, 2016 13:52:16 GMT -6
Hailspirit giggled. "I'm sure I could help you pick the fur off. It really doesn't taste that bad, though." She stood up, keeping her head tilted down in his general direction. "Would you like to go out and try some?"
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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 6, 2016 15:20:47 GMT -6
give me time and give me space Whitekit purred as a response, "Okay! Can we please?" He continued, "As long as it's not furry!"
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Post by Palefire on Aug 6, 2016 16:50:51 GMT -6
"Of course." She purred, leading the way out. She followed the path she'd taken many times, stopping once she reached the prey pile. "You can choose from anything here. You might see a lizard- they're smooth and scaly, and they don't have any fur. You might like it."
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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 7, 2016 4:32:11 GMT -6
give me time and give me space Whitekit nodded, piercing blue eyes set forward as he scanned the area for something that fit the description of a lizard. His facial expression was blank- he had no idea how to find this thing.
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Post by Palefire on Aug 7, 2016 9:53:06 GMT -6
After a moment of silence, Hailspirit poked her way into the pile. She sniffed around, dragging out a lizard once she'd found it. She plopped it down in front of Whitekit, trilling another purr. "There. Try it!"
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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 7, 2016 12:40:35 GMT -6
give me time and give me space Whitekit sniffed the small amphibian for a little while, taking in its scent and examining it's physical features.
Cautiously, he dug his teeth into the lizard's skin, struggling to tear a small piece off but eventually managing. Whitekit chewed it for a while before swallowing and purring.
"Yum!"
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Post by Palefire on Aug 7, 2016 15:48:13 GMT -6
Hailspirit smiled. "You like that? I think it's very tasty." She swiped her tongue over her muzzle at the thought. "Just be sure to chew it well. I don't want you to choke."
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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 8, 2016 1:51:03 GMT -6
give me time and give me space Whitekit nodded with a wide grin, "Yep!" He purred. Noticing his mother's movement, the young kit pushed the rest of the lizard towards her, offering a smile.
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Post by Palefire on Aug 12, 2016 20:12:55 GMT -6
She tilted her head down as the lizard was pushed to her. 'Aw!' She nudged it back. "That's very sweet of you, but I want you to eat!"
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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 13, 2016 9:36:59 GMT -6
give me time and give me space "Alright." Whiteit smiled, taking another bite of the green-ish coloured creature. He couldn't help but wonder what alive lizard were like- he bet they ran in a funny way. The thought made him giggle a little.
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Post by Palefire on Aug 13, 2016 13:24:29 GMT -6
|| cute siggy! ||
"Good." She listened closely as he ate, wanting to make sure he followed her directions of chewing well. She twitched her whiskers in interest when he giggled. "What are you thinking about?"
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Post by Whitejaw on Aug 13, 2016 13:36:16 GMT -6
give me time and give me space -Thanks <3-
"Lizards," He continued, trying to contains his giggles to explain, "I bet they run funny when they're alive!" He laughed, still imagining one crawling around.
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