Entertain Me. [open]

[crowstar]

WORD COUNT

259

TAGS

anyone

NOTES

Gotta get a rythm for him going again.

MUSE LEVEL

7/10

CROWSTAR OF HEATHERCLAN

What to do, what to do. The water was bright in his eyes, when it reflected the sunlight, and it made them burn. He paid it no mind though, and continued his contemplation. This had been merely a patrol around his Clan's territory, ensuring no nasty, idiotic little cat of whatever, became too big for their fur.  However, the river was low currently. It had been unexpectedly tempting to the leader. 

The sun had felt good on his back, shining down in a futile effort to make the day seem more cheerful. Yellow-green eyes watched the far bank, scanning from one end to the other of his field of sight. The tip of his tail twitched. Irritation at himself. Curiosity. Boredom. These things had driven him to this point, this exact spot. Later, he would doubtlessly claim that they were responsible for what he was going to do. The lean leader stood, edging towards the stepping stones that crossed the river. This was stupid, oh yes, but who could resist. Besides, he wasn't going to hunt. Just see who would come running. 

His jaw clenched as he edged over the river, uncomfortable with the stone beneath his paws. It was relief when he set foot on the far shore, a quiet sigh passing from him. He glanced one way, then the other, senses stretching. Nothing right away, but he could wait. He padded down the river, sticking close to the bank, tail twitching as he walked. He was in an irksome mood, so why not find someone to irk? 

credit to alisha of pmt, adoxography, and caution 2.0.

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Talonstar Leader of HailClan ----------------------------------------------- Talonstar was having a fairly restless day, and he wasn't making any secret of the fact. He was already being glared at from across camp where a couple of his warriors were laying at because he'd been micromanaging everything that day. Even his deputy was expressing a good deal of annoyance. Finally he decided he just needed to get out of camp and take a run around the territory alone. He caught the deputy on his way out of the camp and told him he was in charge till he got back, and tried to ignore everyones sigh of relief that he was finally going to go do something outside of camp. Twenty minutes later he was near the ravine, and even though the small stream was all but gone, he heard the noise of a mouse coming from below. He quickly found his way down and killed it, filling his stomach before he continued his run around the territory. From the ravine, he took a path that took him around camp and back toward the ocean, where he sat in the warm sunlight for a little while. From there he went to the river so that he could follow it back upstream toward the lake, occasionally stopping to leave a fresh scent-marker even though he wasn't on a patrol. He passed the first set of stepping stones without smelling anything and continued on to the bridge, finding nothing there either. When he came to the second and last set of stones he smelled a scent he didn't expect from this side of the river, a fresh scent that didn't belong in his territory. "HeatherClan!" he snarled to himself. Every cat in his clan knew how Crowstar was. He wasn't afraid of him, just determined to make sure that the other leader knew HailClan territory wasn't his to walk on as he please. He took another breath of the scent, his eyes widening with pleasure when he realized who it was, and that he was alone. He started to track him, sticking to the forest edge where his pelt blended in with the shadows better, catching up after a few minutes. He waited a few moments before stepping into full view. "You're away from your land. What are you doing in my territory, dirtbag?" he spat at the other leader.