Oakpelt killed the rabbit swiftly. his fourth catch of the evening. He grabbed a thin, sharp branch, poking like a toothpick or a foxtrap. he stabbed it into the four rabbits on the ground (lik a shishkabob!!! :D) he held the stick on the end between his jaws. his hindquarters ached and were bruised from chasing all the rabbits and accidentally hitting the trees around him.
Darkheart settled himself down in the center of camp, he began to lick the clumps of moss and bracken from his dark fur. He looked around from licking his haunches and saw Frostclaw padding towards him.
" Darkheart, Mosspaw isn't feeling well," she mewed. " SHould we skip training or would you like us to train today and see how well she holds up?" she told Darkheart about her apprentice.
" Hm..." Darkheart sat, pondering...... " Let her skip today and tomorrow tell me whether she feels better, i don't want her skipping most of her training while the others are progressing..." he resumed his grooming, as if Frostclaw was never there.
Darkheart settled himself down in the center of camp, he began to lick the clumps of moss and bracken from his dark fur. He looked around from licking his haunches and saw Frostclaw padding towards him.
" Darkheart, Mosspaw isn't feeling well," she mewed. " SHould we skip training or would you like us to train today and see how well she holds up?" she told Darkheart about her apprentice.
" Hm..." Darkheart sat, pondering...... " Let her skip today and tomorrow tell me whether she feels better, i don't want her skipping most of her training while the others are progressing..." he resumed his grooming, as if Frostclaw was never there.