How High Can You Climb?

[blackrose13]

A smoke colored cat prowled noiselessly through the grass. Her ears turned this way and that, alert for any noise. She opened her mouth to scent for any prey. Vole, mouse, a bird, didn't matter as long as it was prey. " I'll be the best warrior ever! " Smokepaw mewed. In that instant a rustle came form the grass and a flash of brown flew past Smokepaw's blue eyes. She froze as her mind began to take in what just happened. Then she looked up at the mighty tree in front of her. It bent, it twisted, it looked abnormal. The sight made Smokepaw's eye widen. " I've got to climb that! " she purred loudly.

The young she-cat's body went into a crouching position. She had already forgotten about the brown flash. Her smoky tail waved in back of her as she glared up at the tree. Thorn sharp claws came out their sheaths and clutched the ground beneath her paws. With a second glance she jumped at the tree trunk and began to climb. Splinters of wood being made by her claws as she shimmied her way up the tree. And in no time she was on low set branch. The apprentice stared in aw as she looked at the view.

[Rain]

Mistybrook watched below as Smokepaw hunted. She was lying in the maple tree, her front paws hanging over the branch. She was a way's up, she loved to come up here and relax. "Hey Smokepaw, having fun?" Mistybrook purred in amusement, her bushing tail swaying in the breeze.

[blackrose13]

Smokepaw looked up when a voice reached her ears. She looked up, to see Mistybrook relaxing on a high branch. " Oh, hi Misybrook! " the young she cat mewed. Misytbrook was pretty high up. " I'm having lots, say did you see something moving really fast through the trees? I think I might have found a squirrel while I was hunting down on the ground ". Then Smokepaw's words came back to her. Of course Mistybrook would've seen fast moving things in a tree! Squirrels lived up here!

The blue eyed she cat sniffed at the air. Speaking of squirrels, she was supposed to be hunting. Suddenly a soft chittering sound caused Smokepaw's ears to swivel around. Her smoky head looked downward to spy a squirrel on the ground. It was gnawing on something in it's paws. " Probably a seed or something. Oh well, the more it distracted the more higher chance I have of making a kill. " The young apprentice crouched as much as she could on the low branch and then lifted herself off to pounce on the squirrel. The small creature was shocked and Smokepaw took this time to bite down on it's neck. Her weight must've crushed it to where it couldn't get away in time. Blood rushed into her mouth and she felt it's bones crush.

The smoke colored she cat danced around with the dead squirrel in her mouth. " I did it! I did it! " she sang in a muffled voice. Smokepaw dropped the kill, sat down, and looked up into the tree's towering branches. " Hey Mistybrook, did you see me, huh? " Smokepaw's voice was filled with joy and excitement.