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Post by Moonstar on Jan 30, 2007 19:57:59 GMT -5
*Moonstar and Lostshadow sit outside the apprentice den waiting for their apprentices. A fluffy white kitten with blue eyes bounds out eagerly.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Jan 30, 2007 20:32:43 GMT -5
*Darkpawe joins her* WEhat are we doing now?
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Post by Moonstar on Jan 31, 2007 14:59:29 GMT -5
We'll be teaching you how to hunt prey. Not fish, the river's frozen over. Come on. *Moonstar says, and strides off into the territory, Lostshadow following with Snowpaw.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Jan 31, 2007 16:05:42 GMT -5
Okay* follows his mentor eagerly, sending up puffs of snow
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Post by Moonstar on Jan 31, 2007 19:48:18 GMT -5
*Snowpaw plows along, virtually invisible in the snow. Moonstar sniffs the air slowly, taking in the scent of a mouse. * Darkpaw, tell me what you smell.
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Post by Runningfoot on Jan 31, 2007 21:23:13 GMT -5
Um, mouse!
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Post by Moonstar on Jan 31, 2007 21:33:50 GMT -5
Correct! Now, hunting in the snow is difficult for cats with black fur. *Moonstar begins.* What you do when hunting is crouch down and step very lightly. Give it a try.
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 4, 2007 17:38:29 GMT -5
*Darkpaw crouched down, and tried to step lightly, but can't do it very well.*
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 4, 2007 19:45:27 GMT -5
Careful, try lighten your steps. YOu do have a nice crouch however. *Moonstar mews. A little ways away, Snowpaw crouches down near a vole. She has the advantage of her white fur, but the disadvantage of impatience. To soon she springs at the vole, it nimbly escaping her claws.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 4, 2007 21:17:58 GMT -5
*Soon Darkpaw was able to creep along softly. * Too bad Snowpaw* He mewed softly to his sister.*
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 5, 2007 15:10:05 GMT -5
Good, you're doing well. *Moonstar meows, nodding in approval. Lostshadow begins to correct Snowpaw's error.* Patience, Snowpaw. Speed is necessary, but so is patience.
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 6, 2007 20:03:03 GMT -5
*Darkpaw saw another mouse, and began to stalk it. He crept up slowly and then pounced on it, managing to get it at the last second.*
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 8, 2007 16:51:11 GMT -5
Well done, Darkpaw. *Moonstar mewed. Snowpaw began to go after a squirrel, stalking it with more patience this time.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 8, 2007 19:51:24 GMT -5
Thank you!
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