Post by Owl on Mar 19, 2020 13:40:33 GMT -5
acaciapaw - duneclan - cursed - application Acaciapaw was working late into the night, trying to catch something before the sun came back up and she would have to finally retire. She had been out since... maybe sunhigh? She hadn't caught anything. Prey was getting scarcer as the water waned. Everything was getting less and less, including the Cursed. They looked like ants next to the strong stinging wasp 'walkers. She needed to get something so her friend could eat. And so she could eat too. Her head was beginning to throb again despite the sun having gone down hours ago. She got headaches from that, not to mention burns on her face that looked like ugly scrapes. She had to be careful not to go out for too long during the day, but she hated running into Nightwalkers. They were almost always worse than the Daywalkers, as their quiet nature dissipated when they were alone with a Cursed.She had been lucky enough to not run into any Nightwalkers yet. She had trouble picking them out amongst all the darkness, but often smelled them before she saw them. They could be as invisible and silent as they wanted, but they could not hide their scent. Luckily she could usually try and avoid them, but if they were going after the same animal she had to be careful. Her excitement and the smell of the prey often got the better of her, and at the last minute she realized and fled. You would think that in a desert this big cats would have as much room to hunt as they wanted, but activity often pooled around certain areas. Take the cactus forest, for example. Cacti as far as the eye could see, taller than a few cats stacked upon one another. She was sure she could jump onto one, but was wary of the prickles. Maybe another time. There were many owls in this area, but she was being careful. Maybe she should have asked someone to accompany her here... oh well. It'll be okay. I've been here before. At night... nothing has happened before. She wasn't as worried about owls, she just knew that there weren't as many snakes here. Owls couldn't poison her, at least her death would be swift and silent. Snakes hissed and made a fuss about it. The molly breathed in, attempting to catch the scent of something she could hunt. Many birds nested inside the cacti, but they didn't come out at night. I should have come here earlier. But she did catch the scent of something interesting. A cat... but not smelling of DuneClan. Panic chilled her blood. She looked around wildly, peeking around the wide stems of the cacti to try and catch sight of this cat. There. She saw them. Their coat was as white as the moon. Acaciapaw gritted her teeth, pupils dilating even further out of fear. A Cursed cat... but I don't know them. Who are they? She forced her paws to move, move towards the cat. They seemed to be walking with purpose in their step, eyes wandering as if they were looking for something. Like a ghost drifting through the dark stalks of the silent forest. She might lose them, and she didn't want them to think she was following them or anything. She was only a few steps away now. "Hey! Wait!" She called out, her voice coming out high pitched and fearful. The other cat's head turned. Her eyes shone pale green. She looked to be about Acaciapaw's age. How do I not know her? She realized she was staring, and then finally worked up enough courage to speak. "W-who are you? What are you doing here?" Tags: zesty Notes: hope this is ok?? for coconutpaw, we goin back in time a bit this doesn't need to be coco's first brush with duneclan or anything, just acacia's first meeting with her (maybe she met the other cursed while acacia wasn't there or while she was sleeping) |
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