A Not-So-Peaceful Hunt {Open}

[Foxpaw]

A tiny white she-cat trudged along behind her sister, solemn, mismatched eyes darting around skittishly. Her shoulders were hunched, ears drawn flat against her head, and tail dragging the ground in a defeated posture that was common to the apprentice. Her fur was rumpled, a few tufts sticking out, and a few patches of dirt on it, and she nervously paused to give it a few quickly licks before scrambling after the other cat.

"Really, Frostpaw? Do you want to scare away every piece of prey from here to WindClan?" Emberpaw hissed, whirling to turn on her sister with annoyed blue eyes. Unlike Frostpaw, who now cringed and cowered under her sister's glare, Emberpaw's fluffy ginger and white fur was fixed to perfection, her head and tail held high. It had been her idea to go hunting in the first place, and her sister really should be more grateful that she even invited her.

"Sorry..." Frostpaw murmured, looking anywhere but the angry she-cat's face. "I-it won't happen again..."

[Venom]

Stonepaw heard vaguely familiar voices and followed them. He wanted to see who it was. He was hoping it was Mosspaw, but was slightly disappointed at the sight of Emberpaw and Frostpaw. It flickered in his eyes. "Hello Frostpaw, Emberpaw." Stonepaw said with a dip of his head. His blue eyes questioned what they were doing but he said nothing. Stonepaw knew Emberpaw wasn't being very nice to Frostpaw due to the look on her face. Again, he said nothing. "Nice day hm?" He said.

[Foxpaw]

Emberpaw opened her mouth, fully intent on scolding her sister some more but was cut off by the young tom's entrance. "Hello, Stonepaw. Expecting someone else?" Emerpaw mewed smirking, although on the inside she was on fire with jealousy. It wasn't that she particularly liked the tom, but she thought that whenever any cat came upon her that they should show excitement, awe, joy, anything other than... disappointment.

Frostpaw nearly jumped out of her fur, eyes growing as huge as a rabbit's. She half-hid behind her sister, although she was still visible. She dipped her head politely, cringing slightly as she did so at Emberpaw's rude tone. Seeing as her sister wasn't going to answer him, she nervously stepped up, still in her defeated posture. "Yes, it is... We were just hunting..." She murmured softly.

[Venom]

Stonepaw's bright blue eyes fell to his paws, a bit embarrased by the 'Expecting someone else' comment. "Yes, I was hoping to find Mosspaw." He wasn't ashamed to like her, even if she had to spent most of her time in the medicine cat den. He turned and listened to Frostpaw. "It is a good day for hunting. Would you mind if I joined?" He asked, knowing he had nothing better to do. The silver tom licked his chest, waiting for a reply.

[Foxpaw]

Emberpaw couldn't help but roll her bright blue eyes. Mosspaw? Oh, brother. This cat needed help. Not that she was going to give it or anything. She gave an unlady like snort, flicking her tail before turning away from the two cats. "I guess. Just don't screw up. I actually want to come back with some fresh-kill," she mewed, leading the way off with her ginger tail held high in the air.

Frostpaw, on the other hand, thought it was rather sweet that he was looking for Mosspaw. What I wouldn't give to have a tom like looking for me like that... she thought longingly. Of course, she didn't want Stonepaw in particular. She, unlike her sister, wasn't that type of cat. "We better hurry... She gets mad if you trail behind..." she murmured quietly and nervously, quickly following a few tail-legnths behind Emberpaw.

[Venom]

Stonepaw ignored Emberpaw's attitude toward him liking Mosspaw. The silver tom scoffed. "You doubt my abilities?" He replied to Emberpaw with a slight smirk. He followed Frostpaw, but not to far behind. He wondered just where Emberpaw was leading them. The silver tom stumbled over something and almost fell, but caught himself before falling.

(in a hurry and my muse is missing)