A Sunny Encounter(Ice)

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: Awesome for one of my characters, not this character
OOC: *cracks knuckles* Been a long time, Russet
Words: 227

A cool, Leaf-Fall breeze blew softly into the mountain cave, ruffling everyone who was actually awake's fur. Leaf-Fall was finally coming, and while the clan was preparing for the harsh Leaf-Bare, so were the animals in the mountain, ever living creature scurrying around, searching for food and a warm den. Of course, the clan already had a den, though the prey outside of the cave were still searching. In a flash of ginger fur, an average sized apprentice stared out at the rocky territory with warm, golden eyes, attempting to spot even the slightest flash of fur or feathers. Closing the warm gold, the apprentice breathed in the air, the mouth-watering scent of prey wafting into his nose from the fresh-kill pile. His stomach grumbled unhappily, but he knew he had to wait, or Tigerfang, if he noticed, would have his tail.

Russetpaw glanced around the camp, a warm breeze this time blowing against his short, ginger fur and yellow paws. Few of the winds of Greenleaf still remained, but they remained no matter, which was what Russetpaw was happy about. He adored the warmth of Greenleaf, since his fur was barely thick enough to keep him warm through the harsh days and nights of Leaf-Bare.

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Dustpaw left her nest when she could no longer ignore the cool air that caused her muscles to twitch. She made her way out of the cave noticing she had not woken up soon enough to watch the sun rise. Her green eyes looked to the sky, the soft clouds made her sigh.

The small gray she-cat felt her stomach clench with hunger. She eyed the fresh-kill pile. She licked her lips and approached the pile. Without a second though she sat in front of the pile trying to think of which prey would be best this morning.

Grabbing a small mouse the she-cat looked around to eat. She noticed Russetpaw sitting off to the side. Ehh why not? The worst that would happen is he would he leave her like some others usually do. After all no one seemed to like her scattered thoughts. She set her mouse down and sat semi-near him, not too close. She looked to the red furred tom not really saying anything, not even bothering to take a bite of her prey. In fact she was watching the clouds again. A soft smile crept across her face. "Morning Russetpaw," she said simply.

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: Okay for this charrie
OOC: Hehehehe, my oblivious baby :3
Words: 173

The fiery red tom glanced over at the grey she-cat with melted gold eyes,"Morning Dustpaw." He meowed, his voice echoing through the cave. His ears were perked as he listened closely to the echo of the singing of birds, when he took notice to the mouthwatering mouse at her paws. His stomach clawed out at him, causing him to flinch from the slight bit of pain. He was starving, but Tigerfang specifically told him no fresh-kill until he had caught it. Sighing inwardly, his long tail wrapped around his paws as he peeked out of the cave, searching for even the slightest movement of fur or feathers.

"Hey Dustpaw, do you want to go hunting?" Russetpaw asked curiously, glancing over at the she-cat he barely knew with his melted gold eyes. They did have to prepare for the freezing Leaf-Bare after all, and if he found a piece of fresh-kill for himself, well, that would be good too.

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Dustpaw did even notice him looking at her mouse. Not even when she started to eat it. Hunting? Dustpaw took another bite of her mouse as she thoughts about his question. What else was she going to do? It wasn't like she was doing anything then anyways. The small gray she-cat took another bite of her mouse looking back to the clouds. "Hmm," she turned back to Russetpaw with a small smile, "why not." The she cat taking another bite of her mouse, "Do you want to last bite," she asked almost indifferently as she stood up.

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: Pretty good now
OOC: *dances away to threads*
Words: 208

Russetpaw nodded quite eagerly,'Tigerfang won't mind one bite of mouse to keep me going' he thought, before padding over to the gray she-cat. He reached down, stopping for a split second to think of what Tigerfang would think, but he just shrugged in gulped down the last bite. Stretching his stiff muscles, he pushed himself forward, before glancing back at Dustpaw to make sure she was coming. He let his paws take him to where ever he felt like, his long tail twitching behind him.

Breathing in the warm scent of prey, he crouched down as he noticed a single bird pecking at the ground. Russetpaw quickly creeped forward, his paws barely touching the ground as he slid forward, his belly brushing against the ground. He could already feel his mouth water with anticipation to just feel the starling's feathers in his mouth, the scent wafting into his nose. As he got closer, he reached his claws forward carefully, before he leaped at the starling, smashing into the small bird with all his weight. Swiftly killing off the pitiful bird, he turned back as the bird dangled from his mouth, padding back tot the she-cat.

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Dustpaw watched as the tom reached for the prey she had offered. She thought it was odd of him to hesitate like her did, but it wasn't enough to cause her to worry too much. Her thoughts moved to the hunt. Maybe she would try for a bird? Or a mouse? She couldn't pick one.

She stretched her small gray form out in the sun before following Russetpaw at a leisure pace. She was in no hurry and she didn't think that the prey would be either. She stopped short almost ruining Russetpaw's hunt. That would have a disaster. She watched him closely as he pounced for the small bird. He uses his weight? Hmm, makes sense. She knew she could never hunt like that. She was too small. She smiled though as he seemed so proud of his bird at least to her that was how he looked. Do I look like that when I catch something? I wonder? "That was pretty good Russetpaw," she meowed, "I suppose that means I should find some prey too huh?"

The she-cat walked away from the tom as though it was no big deal. She tried to move down wind of the soft cool breeze, hoping to find prey that weren't alerted by the sounds of Russetpaw's kill. She finally scented something. The small gray she-cat crouched low to the rock, her green eyes focused on the small branches of a lone bush. Her tail hovering just above the ground, her paws moving softly, yet quickly. Her weapon was stealth. However, just then the wind picked up swirling within the rocks, sending her scent straight to the bush. Quickly before she lost her chance she pounced to the mouse hidden within the branches.

She stood mouseless and caught in the branches of the bush. She let out a small giggle that grew to a laugh then. She had missed. Yet, she could only imagine how silly she looked. Her laugh grew even more.

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: Pretty good!
OOC: Sorry for the really short reply, I have to go to bed
Words: 112

"Thanks Dustpaw!" He meowed happily, settling down next to the she-cat to devour the starling. Blood slightly stained his white muzzle, but he barely took notice, for he was too distracted by his hunger. Devouring the starling in a few swift bites, he sunbathed on a rock, his ginger fur soaking in the sun as he watched Dustpaw attempt to catch a mouse. He smiled and laughed softly as she started laughing. Pushing himself up, Russetpaw padded to where she stood, giggling."Need help?" He asked, curiously and playfully at the same time.

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Dustpaw stopped laughing instead letting out small giggles inbetween her words, "Umm, I think I might," she looked at herself for just a moment. She tried to twist out of the branch she was stuck in but it seemed to only make her position worse. She let out another small giggle. It seemed only she could do this. She wondered if anyone else could? Would Russetpaw have done this too? Probably not. "Could you maybe hold a branch down?" She hoped that would be enough to allow her to get out of the branches that surrounded her.

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: Pretty good
OOC: She is so cute :3
Words: 93

The ginger tom smiled slightly at her laughing,"Of course! Here, let me just," Russetpaw meowed, pushing down on the branch, his claws taking grip on the bark. His golden eyes scanned around the territory as he waited for her to escape the confines of the branch."Hey, I see another starling over there. You want to try to catch it?" He whispered, trying to make sure his voice was quiet enough not to let the mouse take notice of them.

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Dustpaw nodded to Russetpaw as he pushed the branch down. Somehow the small tabby was able to squirm her way out of the branches that had trapped her. Finally landing all four of her paws back onto the ground. Her gray fur looked disheveled from the branched pulling at it. but that didn't bother her. She could always fix it later. Right? Oh if her mother saw her with her fur so messy, she might actually lecture her. Hmm, maybe I should groom it. but maybe when I get back, she would understand if I brought prey back right?

Catch what? Her ears perked. She looked to where he had been looking to see the mouse. What a silly thing for still being near after all that. Maybe it's not well. Dustpaw crouched low to the ground. Making sure her tail didn't touch the ground she made her way quickly over to the prey. She waited, shifting her weight from paw to paw waiting for just the right moment before she pounced.

Dustpaw smiled with the mouse in her jaws. It was still a little plump, apparently not bothered by the cooling air yet. She set the mouse down at her paws sitting in front of Russetpaw, "There."

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: Pretty good
OOC: As I state again, she is SO CUTE!
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The ginger tom smiled brightly as she wiggled out of the branches she was caught in, her gray fur quite messy from the pulling of the branches, though he just shrugged it away. His fur usually got quite messy anyways, so he just dismissed it. His golden eyes watched the Dustpaw closely as she stalked the mouse, her paws light against the ground.'

Russetpaw smiled happily as she caught the mouse, a proud look on her face. He trotted over, his bird hanging from his mouth as he got closer to her."Great job, Dustpaw!" He meowed happily for his new friend.

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Dustpaw nodded to Russetpaw, "Thanks!" She looked down to her mouse. She was sure it could feed a queen or elder and that was all that mattered. Wasn't it? Or was it to feed anyone really. If it just didn't go to waste that would be best.

"Do you want to catch something else," she asked the tom. Her green eyes glancing up to the clouds. Somehow they always caught her attention, even when nothing else could. Maybe because they were always changing and moving, always... different. Yeah different. Was she different for thinking like that. Hmm, she didn't really care. She liked the clouds.

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: Eh
OOC: SO sorry for short and really late reply! I have been so busy recently!
Words: 107

A brief smile on his ginger face,"Sure! This is pretty fun, Dustpaw," He meowed, his golden eyes glowing happily. His yellow paws thudded softly against the ground as he moved to stand next to Dustpaw, glancing around at the mountain landscape, listening for the call of a bird or the scuffle of mice feet on the rock. A breeze gently ruffled his fur, before he crouched down, gesturing to another starling,"Would you like it?" He whispered, staring at the bird with narrowed melted gold eyes.

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The small gray she-cat focused back on Russetpaw as he answered her question. Wait was my question again? Quickly she thought back to what she might have said. Something... about hunting? Yeah! That was it. She smiled to Russetpaw back on track to what he had said. Hunting. She had to focus. Focus. Fo..cus. Fo... Wait what am I focusing on? Dustpaw turned to Russetpaw who was closer than she thought. Would I like what? Again she followed his gaze to the prey he had sighted. She looked to her fresh kill from moments ago. "It's your turn," she whispered to him. Maybe the clan would be proud of them. Bringing back this much prey would be great! Right? Anything really is great for the clan. Would it be enough? Surly it would. Right? Her tail twitch silently as she continued to think about the prey.

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Tags: Icestorm
Muse: climbing
OOC: won't be in the cbox till I get my computer back
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Th ginger Tom shot out at her words, quickly slipping across the bare rock to the starling. A hungry gleam in his eyes, he slowly edged closer, his long tail twitching carefully as he got closer. Russetpaw leaped at the starling, missing just by a mark, but with a streatch of his unsheathed claws, he caught the poor bird in it's wing.

His eyes glowing triumphantly, he dragged the bird back to Dustpaw,"Ta-da." He meowed humorously, though he was obviously still slightly distant. No, he would not like anyone break through his cold shell. Why would he, when it was hard to trust anybody in the cruel world they lived in. Quickly hiding his excited expression, he glanced a at from Dustpaw's pretty fur and face (Ya, I like ya face) with his emotions deeply hidden now, he knew he would keep his secrets safe.

but that was what intrigued many of the she-cats, through his mysterious personality. He was no ladies man, but many she-cats liked him, though he barely noticed. With now cold golden eyes, he glanced over at Dustpaw one more time with warm eyes before quickly hiding such an expression.

"What would you like to do next? We could go to the Heat Pool and just...talk and stuff. Or we could always keep hunting." He meowed expressionless, though his mind was doing a 360.

Ooc: I just realized I forgot about the cold part about him lol. Know he is like another Ripplestorm.